Problematic

[Verse 1]

You asked if we made it, I said, “Technically”

It felt like the safest form of honesty

You smiled like “technically” sounded like gold

Cute—

I forgot how it felt to be that old

You asked if the future was worth all the wait

If we found our purpose, if life turned out great

I looked at the floor, said, “Well, we're still here”

Not quite what you wanted

But close enough, dear

[Pre-Chorus]

You had a list of everything we'd be

I had the nerve to become me

[Chorus]

Daddy's good kid grew into a rebel

Never enough, no matter the level

I'm sorry I couldn't make your wishes come true

I'm sorry for what I made out of you

You wanted a future, bright and cinematic

I gave you a mess—

A little problematic

So here's the success you were dying to see

I'm sorry, kid

You grew up into me

[Verse 2]

You showed me the drawings you kept in a stack

The house and the stage and no cracks in the glass

You asked which one happened, I stared for a while

Then pointed at nothing

And gave you a smile

You said, “We stay good though?”

I almost laughed

Not at the question—

Just look where we're at

I learned how to bite, I learned how to bruise

I got very talented at things you'd refuse

You wanted us kind, I got tired instead

Turns out being gentle gets strange in my head

[Pre-Chorus]

You had such faith in who we'd become

God, that must've been fun

[Chorus]

Daddy's good kid grew into a rebel

Never enough, no matter the level

I'm sorry I couldn't make your wishes come true

I'm sorry for what I made out of you

You wanted a future, bright and cinematic

I gave you a mess—

A little problematic

So here's the success you were dying to see

I'm sorry, kid

You grew up into me

[Bridge]

Don't look so proud

It's making this worse

I came here prepared

For anger and hurt

I thought you'd ask why

I thought you'd accuse

I had an excuse

For each dream we would lose

But you took my hand

Like I hadn't gone wrong

Like all of this damage

Was where we belonged

You said, “Are we happy?”

Well, shit

Moving on

[Final Chorus]

Daddy's good kid grew into a rebel

Still never enough, but exceptionally able

To ruin a good thing and call it “the truth”

I'm sorry I couldn't become what you drew

You wanted us fearless, calm and charismatic

I panic in silence—

Very problematic

You gave me a future so easy to see

I'm sorry, kid

SangréaJuly 10, 2026

[Verse 1]

You asked if we made it, I said, “Technically”

It felt like the safest form of honesty

You smiled like “technically” sounded like gold

Cute—

I forgot how it felt to be that old

You asked if the future was worth all the wait

If we found our purpose, if life turned out great

I looked at the floor, said, “Well, we're still here”

Not quite what you wanted

But close enough, dear

[Pre-Chorus]

You had a list of everything we'd be

I had the nerve to become me

[Chorus]

Daddy's good kid grew into a rebel

Never enough, no matter the level

I'm sorry I couldn't make your wishes come true

I'm sorry for what I made out of you

You wanted a future, bright and cinematic

I gave you a mess—

A little problematic

So here's the success you were dying to see

I'm sorry, kid

You grew up into me

[Verse 2]

You showed me the drawings you kept in a stack

The house and the stage and no cracks in the glass

You asked which one happened, I stared for a while

Then pointed at nothing

And gave you a smile

You said, “We stay good though?”

I almost laughed

Not at the question—

Just look where we're at

I learned how to bite, I learned how to bruise

I got very talented at things you'd refuse

You wanted us kind, I got tired instead

Turns out being gentle gets strange in my head

[Pre-Chorus]

You had such faith in who we'd become

God, that must've been fun

[Chorus]

Daddy's good kid grew into a rebel

Never enough, no matter the level

I'm sorry I couldn't make your wishes come true

I'm sorry for what I made out of you

You wanted a future, bright and cinematic

I gave you a mess—

A little problematic

So here's the success you were dying to see

I'm sorry, kid

You grew up into me

[Bridge]

Don't look so proud

It's making this worse

I came here prepared

For anger and hurt

I thought you'd ask why

I thought you'd accuse

I had an excuse

For each dream we would lose

But you took my hand

Like I hadn't gone wrong

Like all of this damage

Was where we belonged

You said, “Are we happy?”

Well, shit

Moving on

[Final Chorus]

Daddy's good kid grew into a rebel

Still never enough, but exceptionally able

To ruin a good thing and call it “the truth”

I'm sorry I couldn't become what you drew

You wanted us fearless, calm and charismatic

I panic in silence—

Very problematic

You gave me a future so easy to see

I'm sorry, kid

I turned us into me

[Other]

You said, “Do you hate me?”

No

Never you

I'm just sorry

I couldn't make your dreams come true

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I turned us into me

[Other]

You said, “Do you hate me?”

No

Never you

I'm just sorry

I couldn't make your dreams come true