Talking about miracles The fakest bitch in all the world Fingernails that make me curl, uh-huh Given half the chance you'd steal my man Think I'm naive Girl, you can give it up, uh-huh I saw your mum across the road I feel guilt, and it hurts my soul Maybe if she loved your dad You'd have the things that you should have had We'd be friends for real not popping party pills, uh-huh, uh-huh
You always point at me and dance When we're alone, you'll hold my hand
People don't change, people stay the same We are what we are, when you're falling apart Don't turn to me with the driest, with the driest tears That you've been fakin', fakin' for years
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I no longer pick up the telephone A friendship you will never know The coolest river undisturbed, uh-huh My grandma, a story that she told Never burn yourself to run from cold Believe me I'd rather be alone Than let you turn me into stone But slowly as you realise I figured out the big surprise There's not really much going on inside, uh-huh
You always point at me and dance When we're alone, you hold my hand
People don't change, people stay the same We are what we are, when you're falling apart Don't turn to me with the driest, with the driest tears That you've been fakin', fakin' for years
And you're at the bar with my boyfriend behind my back You'll say that you were bonding over your panic attacks And I know you get a kick if I react, so I'll never react
People don't change, they just stay the same We are what we are, when you're falling apart Don't turn to me with the driest, with the driest tears 'Cause you're the fakest, fakest bitch
Compositores: Daniel Harry Joseph Rothman (PRS), Dominic Ashley Ronald Major (PRS), Hannah Felicity May Reid (PRS)Editores: Dp Music Limited, Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #46570526 em 01/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM