Laughing on the Wrong Beat

Woke up late with my shoe on wrong

Microwave singing my sad breakfast song

Mirror said “girl, you tried your best”

I said “cool,” then spilled coffee on my dress

Life keeps tripping over me

Like it’s got a sense of comedy

I shrug it off, count to four

Then laugh a little more

I’m laughing on the wrong beat

Clapping where I shouldn’t be

Acoustic strings and a boom-bap sound

Turn my mess into a bounce around

If I fall, I fall in time

Make a joke, call it rhyme

Yeah, I’m laughing on the wrong beat

But it sounds like fun to me

Missed the bus but met a dog

He judged me hard, I still said “sup”

Headphones playing something chill

While my life ignores the drill

Plans are overrated anyway

Chaos kinda made my day

If it’s wrong, then let it be

Wrong looks good on me

I’m laughing on the wrong beat

Snapping where I shouldn’t be

Wooden strings and a lazy flow

Every oops just steals the show

If I slip, I make it art

Call it rhythm, call it heart

Yeah, I’m laughing on the wrong beat

But it sounds like fun to me

Who decided cool was clean?

I like cracks in everything

If the groove is slightly bent

That’s exactly how it’s meant

I’m laughing on the wrong beat

Dancing off intentionally

Kick drum soft, guitar goes “hey”

My worries kinda walk away

Not too smooth, not too neat

Just a goofy little feat

Yeah, I’m laughing on the wrong beat

And it finally feels like me

So if today goes sideways fast

I’ll rhyme it, strum it, let it pass

Wrong beat, big smile, repeat

That’s my kind of masterpiece