Type of Girl

a cool girl would keep to herself
leave something to wonder about

skilled in the art of self control
or does she care so little
that it comes natural
Oh, oh, oh

I'll take my phrases and scrutinize them
am I in the running, do we talk too often
teach me how to be more like you
I wanna be the right type of girl
I wanna be the right type of girl

and why does it make them so afraid
but I'm desperate to join the driftwood masquerade

and a cool girl wouldn't even like you
you fall for the apathy and rue

I'm a loud mouthed mind
it seemed too witty not to share

a try-hard
pouring rivers on empty chairs and worn out ears

I'll take my phrases and scrutinize them
am I in the running, do we talk too often
teach me how to be more like you
I wanna be the right type of girl

and why does it make them so afraid
but I'm desperate to join the driftwood masquerade

can you forget I said that, now I'm embarrassed
(think of me like mystery, lingered taste of tangerine)
can you forget I said that, now I'm embarrassed
(vast, alluring, an azure sea)

seems more like a massacre
with all the reservations I incur
it wasn't conscious, but now you've cut me out

I'll draw lines in my lips with sand and
bite my tongue 'till you can't see land 'cause
I know I wear my heart out on my sleeve
and in the end I'm sure that's why they leave

I'll be what they want
I'll be what they want
I'll be what they want, a driftwood sea

alluring, easy
alluring, easy, so deep