Humbling Songtext
Something isn't adding up, won't lie
I'm the one who left, but you're the one who's leaving me behind
Grass is greener on the other side
But that line is bullshit, and you and I both know it
It's 2 a.m. on Main Street, my friends are home with babies
Their happiness is doubling, my lack of it is troubling
They all got front yards, and minivans and Christmas cards
Way I got none of it's a different kind of humbling
Different kind of humbling
Life skills? I got a couple now
I can live out of a suitcase, forget words in front of crowds
Got some ups and downs to talk about
But it's not important, if I call, just ignore it
It's 2 a.m. on Main Street, my friends are home with babies
Their happiness is doubling, my lack of it is troubling
They all got front yards, and minivans and Christmas cards
Way I got none of it's a different kind of humbling
Different kind of humbling
Ooh, ooh
Call it struggling, maladjusted
Thirty-something, it's all humbling
Not in love and always running
No, you weren't wondering
But it's 2 a.m. on Main Street, my friends are home with babies
Their happiness is doubling, my lack of it is troubling They all got front yards, and minivans and Christmas cards
People in their picture frames, and understand insurance claims
Pickup trucks and credit scores, and who the hell's it even for?
The way I got none of it's a different kind of humbling
Different kind of humbling
Ooh, ooh
Different kind of humbling
I'm the one who left, but you're the one who's leaving me behind
Grass is greener on the other side
But that line is bullshit, and you and I both know it
It's 2 a.m. on Main Street, my friends are home with babies
Their happiness is doubling, my lack of it is troubling
They all got front yards, and minivans and Christmas cards
Way I got none of it's a different kind of humbling
Different kind of humbling
Life skills? I got a couple now
I can live out of a suitcase, forget words in front of crowds
Got some ups and downs to talk about
But it's not important, if I call, just ignore it
It's 2 a.m. on Main Street, my friends are home with babies
Their happiness is doubling, my lack of it is troubling
They all got front yards, and minivans and Christmas cards
Way I got none of it's a different kind of humbling
Different kind of humbling
Ooh, ooh
Call it struggling, maladjusted
Thirty-something, it's all humbling
Not in love and always running
No, you weren't wondering
But it's 2 a.m. on Main Street, my friends are home with babies
Their happiness is doubling, my lack of it is troubling They all got front yards, and minivans and Christmas cards
People in their picture frames, and understand insurance claims
Pickup trucks and credit scores, and who the hell's it even for?
The way I got none of it's a different kind of humbling
Different kind of humbling
Ooh, ooh
Different kind of humbling
