that girl
Is it sad that I send the same joke to all my group chats? get hurt when not even my mother responds or reacts I send out a “hey how are you?” and I never hear back crawl into bed a reject whose best friend is a cat
I hate to admit that these finger pricks feel like a gun A half-second pause in your voice? i’ve heard enough Any feedback’s an attack that i’ll replay for months A slip of the tongue and i’ll end things before they’ve begun
But if i was a girl who could pull off a pink baby tee there’s no way that those little stones could ever break me Iced coffee black and some new mary janes on her feet If i was that girl, then nothing could ever phase me
A perfectly curated instagram carousel A quick trip to europe, the caption: “there’s no ice in hell” Luck follows her to a thrift store, she finds a Chanel A magnetic force, just one word and you’re under her spell
Oh, I wish I was that girl Come watch me as I twirl Oh, if I was that girl I'd take over the whole damn world
If i was a girl who could pull off a pink baby tee There’s no way that i’d ever cry about anything Cherries in summer, picked from her very own tree If I was that girl, then nothing could ever phase me
Oh, i’ll never be that girl You’ll never watch me twirl Oh, I’ll never be that girl And that girl won’t ever be me
Oh, I’ll never be that girl You’ll never watch my twirl I’ll never be that girl But that girl won’t ever be me
She’ll never sing what I sing...
Cause if I was a girl who could pull off a pink baby tee I wouldn’t have written this song, or maybe a thing I can’t have that shirt but i have my words and that has to count for something Sure, I’ll never be that girl But that girl won’t ever be me












