Look at My Life – clean

Look at My Life

Gracie Abrams, Daughter from H***, 2026

Writers: Gracie Abrams, Aaron Dessner

Producers: Aaron Dessner, Gracie Abrams, Dan Nigro

Label: Interscope

Chords.

How long, have I got, in the hot light, ’til the shine rusts?

I’ve been, thinkin’ through, the hard stuff

over too much like every night.

No you don’t need to start over

cuz I’d crowd-please, and I’m tired.

Slowly, morphed into a poser,

barely know her, anymore.

Do I, look high-functionin’ or

is my, façade crumblin’?

Oh please don’t, actually answer me, Caroline.

But oh well, look at my life,

bet you can’t tell but it’s kind of a bad time.

A new spiral every night,

bawlin’ my eyes out, no but I’m so fine.

Yeh I might just shut up and drive,

hope I don’t crash and blow out the headlights.

My nightmare actualizеd

got what I wanted, it doesn’t sit right.

I just got, to the party, with thе big shots, and the Barbies,

empty, talk and talk and talk until my ears bleed.

He’s talkin’ me down, he thinks that, I should play dumb,

but I’ll raise him, to the whole bunch.

I’m kidding, wow he thinks I’m stupid,

what a gut punch, but then we go.

Downtown, there’s no fitting in

I’d sit out, empty promises.

Slowin’ down, voices,

don’t want to hear… a… sound.

But oh well, look at my life,

bet you can’t tell but it’s kind of a bad time.

A new spiral every night,

bawlin’ my eyes out, no but I’m so fine.

Yeh I might just shut up and drive,

hope I don’t crash and blow out the headlights.

My nightmare actualizеd

got what I, what I…

Maybe if I smile enough, I’ll get away with givin’ up.

I’ll move across the country just to judge myself

like, just as much as I do when I’m sitting here.

I miss my friends, I disappeared

and haven’t seen ’em in a year,

oh what, what am I doin’ here?

But oh well, look at my life, (look at my life)

bet you can’t tell but it’s kind of a bad time.

A new spiral every night, (every night, I)

bawlin’ my eyes out, no but I’m so fine. (fine)

Yeh I might just shut up and drive,

hope I don’t crash and blow out the headlights.

My nightmare actualizеd (actualizеd)

got what I wanted, it doesn’t sit right. (right)

Ooh ooh ooh, (right)

I got what I wanted, it doesn’t sit right. (right, right)

Ooh ooh ooh, (right)

got what I wanted, it doesn’t sit right.