[Verse 1 — Sparse breakbeat, elastic bass, claps, talk-sung, dry and clipped] The factory closed. Not with a bang. With a drawer. I opened it one morning and saw 27 products Staring back at me like employees waiting for assignment And I thought You're all fired. Step one used to be wash face Now step one is wash face And stop. No primer, no skin glue, no assembly line. Just face. Raw material walking out the door Unfinished Unpolished Unbothered Shipping cancelled. [Pre-Chorus — Synth rises, brass stabs, then sudden drop to bass only] And the world went Wait Where's the product Where's the cute version Where's the girl who spent three hours Becoming tolerable She's gone. She grew up. And you Got nervous. [Chorus — Huge, stacked female vocals, chantable, bright brass, punchy beat] I got older They got nervous The factory shut down And the product walked out As the raw material And the raw material Is sharper than the polish Ever was Tick-tock Wrong clock You were timing me For a version That expired I got older They got nervous But I got calmer And calmer Is louder Than cute Ever was [Verse 2 — Rhythm-forward, playful keyboard riffs, record scratches, talk-sung, bratty] Someone said 'You look different' I said 'yeah' They said 'tired?' I said 'no' They said 'then what' I said 'honest' They didn't know what to do with that Because honest doesn't have a tutorial Honest doesn't have a step nine Honest doesn't come with a drawer Of twenty seven products And a three hour head start Honest is standing in the bathroom With no machinery humming And recognising the room Because it's just a room And you're just a girl And the girl is enough Weird. [Pre-Chorus — Synth rises, then drop to bass and ticking percussion] And the world went Wait Where's the performance Where's the show Where's the girl who made it look Effortless She's home. She grew up. And you Got nervous. [Chorus — Huge, stacked, chantable] I got older They got nervous The factory shut down And the product walked out As the raw material And the raw material Is sharper than the polish Ever was Tick-tock Wrong clock You were timing me For a version That expired I got older They got nervous But I got calmer And calmer Is louder Than cute Ever was [Bridge — Warm, spacious, sincere, bass and clock-like percussion only, then soft pads blooming] Here's what they don't understand. The factory wasn't taken from me. I closed it. The straightener is in a box under the sink. The ring light is a bathroom lamp now. The 27 products are 6. And the six are just sunscreen Because the sun is real And I go outside now Without assembling anything first. I used to build a girl Layer by layer And ship her at 9pm Handle with care. Now I just Go. And it turns out The raw material Was never the before. She was the whole thing. The factory was the detour. [Final Chorus — Full, warm, biggest, stacked vocals, brass, everything] I got older They got nervous The factory shut down And the product walked out As the raw material And the raw material Is sharper than the polish Ever was Tick-tock Wrong clock You were timing me For a version That expired I got older They got nervous But I got calmer And calmer Is louder Than cute Ever was [Outro — Dry, spoken, percussion fades, just voice and a single ticking that stops] She grew up too. She grew up too.
