Ballerina

My body is a relic of an untrained ballerina
Quit at five, you should've seen her, she was great
Scared off by talents in buns who could balance
An art with an impossible weight

My body is a relic of an untrained ballerina
Quit at five, you should've seen her, she was great

Waste all my money on books that I won't read
Still stories look pretty on my dusty shelf
And I keep shit talking the girls I respect
'Cause I'm not far away from who I was at 12

I'm a mess in a dress
Just short of a college degree
I could never possess
The courage of a nobody

A sparkling quitter, self-love counterfeiter
I'm safe and I'm stuck as a potential winner
A mess in a dress
Just short of a college degree

I let the college boys steal all my prowess
'Cause I spent my whole allowance on their taste
So I preach all my opinions, always talk and never listen
Looking for that little girl I've erased

Waste all my money on books that I won't read
Still stories look pretty on my dusty shelf
And I keep shit talking the girls I respect
'Cause I'm not far away from who I was at 12

I'm a mess in a dress
Just short of a college degree
I could never possess
The courage of a nobody

A sparkling quitter, self-love counterfeiter
I'm safe and I'm stuck as a potential winner

Walking with my ghosts, I've owed too many clothes
And crumbs of green cover my bedside
Walking with my ghosts, I keep them under oath
No wonder why I just can't sleep right

I'm a mess in a dress
Just short of a college degree
I could never possess
The courage of a nobody

A sparkling quitter, self-love counterfeiter
I'm safe and I'm stuck as a potential winner
A mess in a dress
Just short of a college degree



Credits
Writer(s): James Flannigan, Raffaella Meloni
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