Lyrics: Elijah Noll/Jordan Brasko Gabel/Liam Hall
Music: Elijah Noll/Jordan Brasko Gabel/Liam Hall
You were the prettiest girl in your hometown
Now you’re hoping you can fit in to the it-crowd
So you threw out all your clothes, got a new style
New style
Now your circle’s growing
But your best friend Sophie
She can see your eyes ain’t glowing
Since you got your trophy
So what now? What now?
Got the number two spot and a plastic silver crown
What now?
Cut the real ones off and the new ones let you down
So what now? What now?
He wears his daddy’s favorite Rolex, he’s gold child
And his trust fund made him worth your while
And his hundred-dollar bills keep your eyes dry
But somеtimes
You still get lonely
Likе I get lonely
And your eyes ain’t glowing
Like that they did that morning
Can you tell me what now? What now?
Got the number two spot and a plastic silver crown
What now?
Cut the real ones off and the new ones let you down
What now? What now?
What now? What now?
Had a real big plan and now you’re just hanging around
What now?
Cut the real ones off and the new ones let you down
So what now? What now?
What now? What now?