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High School
High School
Moved from out of state, but she still feels out of place
In her own skin, her own skin
Just a couple feet away but she don't know what to say
Yeah, she's frozen, frozen
She laid her outfit on the floor
A pocket full of pills she's popped before
And she'd take 'em at the house party next door
If she was invited but she knows she's lying
When
She says she's got plans but nothing's set in stone, oh-ooh-woah
She spent all night waiting by the telephone
They don't call, thеse four walls
Remind her of tеars she cried in high school bathroom stalls
She said (she said), "Am I really that forgettable?"
Oh-ooh-woah
Dressed up, fake smile
But it just don't hide how she really feels 'bout everyone
She gotta act all night, swallow her pride
With another handful of medicine
She laid her outfit on the floor
A pocket full of pills she's popped before
And she'd take 'em at the house party next door
If she was invited but she knows she's lying
When
She says (she says) she's got plans but nothing's set in stone, oh-ooh-woah
She spent (she spent) all night waiting by the telephone
They don't call, these four walls
Remind her of tears she cried in high school bathroom stalls
She said (she said), "Am I really that forgettable?"
Oh-ooh-woah
She said, she said
She said, "Am I really that forgettable?"
Oh-ooh-woah
Am I really that forgettable?
Oh-ooh-woah
In her own skin, her own skin
Just a couple feet away but she don't know what to say
Yeah, she's frozen, frozen
She laid her outfit on the floor
A pocket full of pills she's popped before
And she'd take 'em at the house party next door
If she was invited but she knows she's lying
When
She says she's got plans but nothing's set in stone, oh-ooh-woah
She spent all night waiting by the telephone
They don't call, thеse four walls
Remind her of tеars she cried in high school bathroom stalls
She said (she said), "Am I really that forgettable?"
Oh-ooh-woah
Dressed up, fake smile
But it just don't hide how she really feels 'bout everyone
She gotta act all night, swallow her pride
With another handful of medicine
She laid her outfit on the floor
A pocket full of pills she's popped before
And she'd take 'em at the house party next door
If she was invited but she knows she's lying
When
She says (she says) she's got plans but nothing's set in stone, oh-ooh-woah
She spent (she spent) all night waiting by the telephone
They don't call, these four walls
Remind her of tears she cried in high school bathroom stalls
She said (she said), "Am I really that forgettable?"
Oh-ooh-woah
She said, she said
She said, "Am I really that forgettable?"
Oh-ooh-woah
Am I really that forgettable?
Oh-ooh-woah
Credits
Writer(s): Marcelo Zarvos
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