Real Thing

I went out lookin' for a real thing
Didn't notice it was hangin' by the door
Didn't leave a message or anything
Yeah, she doesn't wanna wait for me no more
Walkin' in the city with a real thing
No one tells you what the real thing is for
Makin' up a story for
Yeah, you spilled the real thing all over the floor

Drivin' on the highway from the old place
Got a license for the real thing on the dash
Hopin' I can make it through to April
On whatever's left of all this label cash
No one ever thought I was the real thing
There were certain tests I thought that I would pass (mm)
Maybe when you're older you can give me that