[Verse 1] Woke up late again Same old stain on my favorite shirt Got my tongue tied telling you I’m fine But it kinda hurts Burned some bridges Still smell smoke on my jacket sleeves But I’m done rehearsing Lines for people I’ll never be [Pre-Chorus] Yeah I messed up Yeah I owned it Every crack in me Got sunlight on it [Chorus] Still laughing Still learning (hey!) Spilling my heart Wheels turning I’m not who I was But I’m not done becoming I’ll trip I’ll fall I’ll face-plant I’ll burn Still laughing Still learning No “good old days” I’m chasing They weren’t that good anyway I’ll raise a toast to the breakdowns For dragging me here today [Verse 2] Tore those posters Off the wall of the kid I played Left the tape lines showing Just to prove that I changed again All those could’ve-beens Living rent-free in my brain Now they’re packing boxes Heading out in the pouring rain [Pre-Chorus] Yeah We messed up But we showed up Every scar we’ve got Is proof we grow up [Chorus] Still laughing Still learning (whoa) Hands in the air Hearts burning We’re not who we were But we’re not done becoming We’ll trip We’ll fall We’ll face-plant We’ll burn Still laughing Still learning [Bridge] [Band drops to bass and kick Vocals close] So here’s to the texts I never sent To the crush I never had the nerve to mention Here’s to the nights that went sideways fast To the plans that cracked under pressure I don’t wanna rewind that tape I’ll leave it chewed in the player I just wanna meet myself tomorrow And like him a little better (yeah) [Chorus] Still laughing Still learning (hey!) Voice kinda shot But I’m turning Every wrong turn into Another route returning To the kid in the mirror who’s waiting his turn Still laughing Still learning (whoa) Falling apart Then re-affirming If I’m breathing I’m becoming Every day my favorite version I’ll trip I’ll fall I’ll face-plant I’ll burn Still laughing Still learning

rock, Punchy pop-punk with crunchy guitars, driving bass, and tight drums around 170 BPM. Male lead vocals with energetic female harmonies doubling key words and answering phrases in the chorus. Verses stay palm-muted and slightly restrained, pre-chorus lifts with open chords and toms, chorus explodes with gang shouts and layered “whoa”s. Brief bridge strips back to bass and voice before a final, higher-key chorus modulation for a triumphant finish., pop, punk

Still Laughing, Still Learning