Hot Pink
'Cause I don't know what to say with you
Fill my head with shame
'Cause you need someone to blame
I'm just an object of disdain to you
I'm only 17
I don't know what you mean
Bite my tongue now
That's your cue to bring me down
We dive at your gaze
'Cause that's your middle name
All the same, kill me now
I'm such a drama queen
You got something up your sleeve, don't you?
Oh, oh
Wait a minute
(Hot pink) is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
Is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
On my pony in the sky
I, I just want anything and everything
Just paint it all in (hot pink)
What can I say to you?
Been thinking over things I've never said before
'Cause there's an element of great with you (what a waste on you)
Than looking out for me and then you bring it right back
(So call me up and hear me out) you keep thinking about it
(You know that's not enough) you keep thinking about it
I just let it go at first
But you went and made it worse
And the glitter eater doesn't need it, best believe it
Even if I'm feeling it for you
(Hot pink) is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
Is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
On my pony in the sky
I, I just want anything and everything
Just paint it all in (hot pink)
You won't believe the lengths I've gone for you
You won't believe the shit that I could do
Is it cold or is it mine?
Aw, why you trying to decide, decide
If it's a girl or if it's a guy
If there's a reason to define
(Hot pink) is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
Is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
On my pony in the sky
I, I just want anything and everything
Just paint it all in (hot pink)
Hot pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
Pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
(Hello?)
Pink
Hot pink
(Is that you?)
Pink
Hot pink
Pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
Oh, this is the- we come to, we come to
Running out, this is- we come to, we come to
Running out, this is the way we come to wheel it out too
Running out, this is how we come to wheel it out too
Running out, this is how we come to wheel it out too
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Fill my head with shame
'Cause you need someone to blame
I'm just an object of disdain to you
I'm only 17
I don't know what you mean
Bite my tongue now
That's your cue to bring me down
We dive at your gaze
'Cause that's your middle name
All the same, kill me now
I'm such a drama queen
You got something up your sleeve, don't you?
Oh, oh
Wait a minute
(Hot pink) is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
Is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
On my pony in the sky
I, I just want anything and everything
Just paint it all in (hot pink)
What can I say to you?
Been thinking over things I've never said before
'Cause there's an element of great with you (what a waste on you)
Than looking out for me and then you bring it right back
(So call me up and hear me out) you keep thinking about it
(You know that's not enough) you keep thinking about it
I just let it go at first
But you went and made it worse
And the glitter eater doesn't need it, best believe it
Even if I'm feeling it for you
(Hot pink) is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
Is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
On my pony in the sky
I, I just want anything and everything
Just paint it all in (hot pink)
You won't believe the lengths I've gone for you
You won't believe the shit that I could do
Is it cold or is it mine?
Aw, why you trying to decide, decide
If it's a girl or if it's a guy
If there's a reason to define
(Hot pink) is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
Is it mine, is it?
Is it mine, is it? (Hot pink)
On my pony in the sky
I, I just want anything and everything
Just paint it all in (hot pink)
Hot pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
Pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
(Hello?)
Pink
Hot pink
(Is that you?)
Pink
Hot pink
Pink
Hot pink
Hot pink
Oh, this is the- we come to, we come to
Running out, this is- we come to, we come to
Running out, this is the way we come to wheel it out too
Running out, this is how we come to wheel it out too
Running out, this is how we come to wheel it out too
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Credits
Writer(s): Faris Adam Derar Badwan, Samuel Long, Jenny Louise Hollingworth, Rosa Jewel Walton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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