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Heather

Conan Gray

I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
You said it looked better?on?me than it?did you
Only if you knew, how?much I liked you

But I watch your eyes as she walks by
What a sight for sore eyes, brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while I die

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
(Wish I were Heather)

Watch as she stands with her, holding her hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate her, she's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish she were dead

As she walks by, what a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while I die

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
(I wish I were Heather)

(Oh)
Wish I were Heather
(Oh, oh)
Wish I were Heather

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were

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