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Heather (Bedroom Sessions) - Tate McRae
Lyrics by：Conan Gray
Composed by：Conan Gray
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 watched your eyes 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 were Heather
Watch as she stands with her holding your 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 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 were Heather
Oh I wish I were Heather
Oh oh oh
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
