Heather

EMA

Compositor: Conan Grey

I still remember 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
I wish I were Heather

Watch as she stands with her holding your hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
But how can 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 a 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 was Heather

I 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
I wish I was Heather