I don't want congratulations anymore
Cause it doesn't quite hit,
no it doesn't quite hit the spot babe
It's a needle in a haystack kind of lure
It's a dopamine lie
And the dopamine's running dry babe
You can say I lost my mind
The mountain top's too high to climb
Let's cut our losses, tie it with a bow
No more congratulations
though
Remember when it felt good raising hell?
Yeah we had a good time
But now I don't have that fire
Gotta know that it's okay to change my mind I'm taking some space,
making my brain rewire
Maybe when the lights are low You'll get to knowing what I know
You'll thank me later that we took a bow
No more congratulations now
I wonder if I'll feel the same As I grow up and seasons change
Will we just be a memory in time?
As the
congratulations die I'll wipe the tears from your eyes