Verse 1
My friend read half a book on psychology
Now every text message is a diagnosis
The guy at the gym discovered meditation
And suddenly he’s speaking in riddles
Everybody’s got a podcast
Everybody’s got advice
Everybody’s figured out the meaning of life
Three separate times this month
Pre-Chorus
Meanwhile
I forgot my password again
And spent twenty minutes
Looking for my glasses
While wearing them
Chorus
I think I’m becoming an expert
At not knowing anything
Every year I’m less certain
About almost everything
The people with the biggest answers
Always seem the most confused
Maybe wisdom isn’t finding the truth
Maybe it’s learning what you can lose
Verse 2
A woman online said happiness is simple
Then tried to sell me a course for $899
A billionaire explained minimalism
From a room larger than my neighborhood
Someone said the secret is waking up at five
Someone else said sleep is everything
At this point I think the secret
Might be ignoring both of them
Pre-Chorus
And honestly
The older I get
The less impressed I am
By certainty
Chorus
I think I’m becoming an expert
At not knowing anything
Every year I’m less certain
About almost everything
The people with the biggest answers
Always seem the most confused
Maybe wisdom isn’t finding the truth
Maybe it’s learning what you can lose
Bridge
Maybe I’m wrong
Wouldn’t that be funny?
I’d actually find that reassuring
Imagine carrying around
A giant opinion
Then discovering
You don’t need it
Final Chorus
I think I’m becoming an expert
At changing my mind
At leaving some questions open
At not drawing every line
The people I admire most now
Aren’t trying to win the room
They just make a little more space
For everyone else in it too
And somehow
That feels closer to the truth
Weber
