Coffee Stained Smile
One two three
I started drinking coffee, so my teeth aren't perfectly white
'Cause you used to say that you liked white teeth, right?
And a smile, it's the first thing you'd notice about a girl you'd adore
Well, I think it's good you won't notice me first anymore
You said you hated blondes, so I bleached my hair dead
'Cause I loved to think that seeing my hair would make you see red
And what's it really matter, anyway? It's just hair
It grows back again and by then you'll move on
I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I won't care anymore
I stopped asking questions 'cause I never thought I heard the truth
Turns out the truth hurts less than the lies and I don't wanna choose
If it's you or me for a change of pace, I'll choose me every time
Baby, I want my requited love without you, I'll be just fine
You said you hated blondes so I bleached my hair dead
'Cause I loved to think that seeing my hair would make you see red
And what's it really matter, anyway? It's just hair
It grows back again and by then you'll move on
I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I don't care anymore, anymore
Ooh-ooh-ooh
You said you hated blondes so I bleached my hair dead
'Cause I loved to think that seeing my hair would make you see red
And what's it really matter, anyway? It's just hair
It grows back again and by then you'll move on
I won't care anymore
I started drinking coffee, so my teeth aren't perfectly white
'Cause you used to say that you liked white teeth, right?
And a smile, it's the first thing you'd notice about a girl you'd adore
Well, I think it's good you won't notice me first anymore
You said you hated blondes, so I bleached my hair dead
'Cause I loved to think that seeing my hair would make you see red
And what's it really matter, anyway? It's just hair
It grows back again and by then you'll move on
I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I won't care anymore
I stopped asking questions 'cause I never thought I heard the truth
Turns out the truth hurts less than the lies and I don't wanna choose
If it's you or me for a change of pace, I'll choose me every time
Baby, I want my requited love without you, I'll be just fine
You said you hated blondes so I bleached my hair dead
'Cause I loved to think that seeing my hair would make you see red
And what's it really matter, anyway? It's just hair
It grows back again and by then you'll move on
I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I won't care
I won't care, I don't care anymore, anymore
Ooh-ooh-ooh
You said you hated blondes so I bleached my hair dead
'Cause I loved to think that seeing my hair would make you see red
And what's it really matter, anyway? It's just hair
It grows back again and by then you'll move on
I won't care anymore
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Writer(s): Delaney Bailey
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