The song talks about the pressures that teenagers feel to be accepted by their peers.
ballad of a homeschooled girl
Olivia Rodrigo Lyrics
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And I don't think I get along with anyone
Blood running cold
I'm on the outside of the greatest inside joke
And I hate all my clothes
Feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones
So I guess I should go
The party's done, and I'm no fun
I broke a glass, I tripped and fell
I told secrets I shouldn't tell
I stumbled over all my words
I made it weird, I made it worse
Each time I step outside
It's social suicide
It's social suicide
Wanna curl up and die
It's social suicide
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
I laughed at the wrong time
Sat with the wrong guy (uh-huh)
Searching how to start a conversation on a website (how to flirt?)
Talked to this hot guy
Swore I was his type
Guess that he was making out with boys, like, the whole night (oh)
Everything I do is tragic (oh)
Every guy I like is gay (oh)
The morning after I panic (oh)
Oh, God, what did I say? (Oh-oh, oh)
I broke a glass, I tripped and fell
I told secrets I shouldn't tell
I stumbled over all my words
I made it weird, I made it worse
Each time I step outside
It's social suicide
It's social suicide
Wanna curl up and die
It's social suicide, yeah
When I'm alone, it's fine
But don't let me out at night
It's social suicide, it's social suicide
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
I broke a glass, tripped and fell
Told secrets I shouldn't tell
Stumbled over all my words
Made it weird then made it worse
Each day that I'm alive
It's social suicide
It's social suicide
Wanna curl up and die
It's social suicide
It's social suicide
Don't let me out at night
I'm shocked I'm still alive
It's social suicide
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Thought your mom was your wife (ah-ah)
Called you the wrong name twice (ah-ah)
Can't think of a third line (ah-ah)
La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah)
La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah)
La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah)
La-la, la-la, la-la
"Ballad of a Homeschooled Girl" by Olivia Rodrigo is a song that delves into the feelings of isolation and social anxiety experienced by the singer. The opening lines, "Cat got my tongue, and I don't think I get along with anyone," express her struggle to communicate and connect with others. She feels like an outsider, unable to understand or be a part of the "greatest inside joke," highlighting her alienation from social circles.
The lyrics further detail her self-consciousness and discomfort in her own skin. She hates her clothes and feels like her skin doesn't fit right over her bones, suggesting a deep dissatisfaction with her own identity. The mention of breaking a glass, tripping and falling, and stumbling over words symbolizes her constant awkwardness and tendency to make mistakes in social situations. Each time she steps outside of her comfort zone, it feels like a form of "social suicide," as she struggles to navigate conversations and relationships.
The second verse introduces additional themes of confusion and frustration in romantic relationships. The singer mentions laughing at the wrong time and sitting with the wrong guy, indicating her difficulty in reading social cues and making appropriate choices. She also mentions talking to a hot guy, believing she is his type, only to discover he was making out with boys the whole night. This highlights her confusion and lack of understanding when it comes to attracting and connecting with the right people.
Overall, "Ballad of a Homeschooled Girl" speaks to the struggles of feeling isolated, anxious, and awkward in social situations. The singer yearns for acceptance and connection but finds herself consistently making social blunders and feeling like an outsider.
Line by Line Meaning
Cat got my tongue
I am rendered speechless and unable to express myself
And I don't think I get along with anyone
I feel like I don't have a connection or understanding with others
Blood running cold
I feel a sense of fear or discomfort
I'm on the outside of the greatest inside joke
I feel excluded and left out from a shared experience or secret
And I hate all my clothes
I dislike my appearance and lack confidence in how I dress
Feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones
I feel uncomfortable in my own skin and struggle with self-acceptance
So I guess I should go
I feel like I don't belong and should remove myself from the situation
The party's done, and I'm no fun
The event or gathering is over, and I feel like I didn't contribute to the enjoyment
I know, I know, I know, I know
I am aware and understand the situation and my feelings
I broke a glass, I tripped and fell
I made a mistake or accident and suffered the consequences
I told secrets I shouldn't tell
I revealed confidential information that should have remained private
I stumbled over all my words
I struggled to articulate my thoughts and stumbled in my speech
I made it weird, I made it worse
I turned a situation awkward and worsened it
Each time I step outside
Whenever I venture beyond my comfort zone or familiar surroundings
It's social suicide
It feels like I am sabotaging my social standing or reputation
Wanna curl up and die
I feel overwhelmed and want to retreat from the world
Ah-ah, ah-ah
An expression of frustration or distress
I laughed at the wrong time
I exhibited inappropriate laughter in a situation
Sat with the wrong guy (uh-huh)
I chose to sit next to someone who made me uncomfortable or didn't fit in with
Searching how to start a conversation on a website (I'll flirt)
I am seeking advice or guidance on how to initiate a conversation online and potentially flirt
Talked to this hot guy
I engaged in conversation with an attractive man
Swore I was his type
I believed that I matched his preferences or interests
Guess that he was making out with boys like the whole night (oh)
I later discovered that he was romantically involved with other men throughout the entire evening
Everything I do is tragic (oh)
I perceive all my actions or choices as disastrous
Every guy I like is gay (oh)
I find that the men I am interested in are predominantly attracted to the same gender
The morning after I panic (oh)
I experience feelings of anxiety and worry after a previous event or encounter
Oh god, what did I say? (Oh-oh, oh)
I reflect on my past words and fear that I may have said something inappropriate or embarrassing
When I'm alone It's fine
I feel comfortable and at ease in solitude
But don't let me out at night
I become anxious and vulnerable when venturing outside during nighttime
Don't let me out at night
I have a request for others to prevent me from going out after dark
I'm shocked I'm still alive
I express surprise or disbelief at my own existence or survival
Thought your mom was your wife (ah-ah)
I mistakenly believed that your mother was your spouse
Called you the wrong name twice (ah-ah)
I addressed you using an incorrect name on two occasions
Can't think of a third line (ah-ah)
I struggle to come up with a third statement or thought
La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah)
A nonsensical refrain or filler
La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah)
A repeated nonsensical refrain or filler
La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah)
A continued nonsensical refrain or filler
La-la, la-la, la-la
A recurring nonsensical refrain or filler
Ugh
An expression of frustration or annoyance
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Daniel Nigro, Olivia Rodrigo
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Emmy Fuentes
As a person with social anxiety I can confirm that the line “each time I step outside it’s social suicide” is very accurate.
Jelena
Same
ilenia♡︎
same
Cassidy Reid
Fr and it even can go for public school
Just a random girl on the internet
Same-
Kendall Ammons
Same
Libitina Venus
As a not homeschooled girl, I feel this every day. I went to public school all my life and I still feel this way. Damn, something's wrong
Alasakan
Find Jesus
Libitina Venus
@Alasakan I think it's because I have depression, anxiety, and borderline personality disorder, not because I haven't found Jesus
seasiide
bro same 😭