1Upped
I could win the whole lottery
Buy a private island and a Mercedes
And still
You'd probably talk about yourself
I could win a whole Grammy
Live the fantasy in NYC
And all you'd have to say is
"Visit me in San Tropez"
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
Not even halfway in and you
Show me up
(Me up)
Brag about your parties
Don't know how to say sorry
You don't even feel badly for your jealousy
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
I'll always be the dandelion when you're the rose
And you're getting too good at hiding the thorns
And they still say I'm crazy
But can you blame me
Some might say it's a reach
But is it really when you preach
This "keep the love going,
Guard down, trust me"
Then contradict yourself
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
Not even halfway in and you
Show me up
(Me up)
Brag about your parties
Don't know how to say sorry
You don't even feel badly for your jealousy
I'm tired of being 1upped
Never been happy for me back
You know I can't fill everything you lack
But I expected just a little more
Isn't that what friends are s'posed to be for?
Always telling me what I don't have
But at least I got a better mentality
You might have turned everyone against me
But once I'm away from you I can breathe
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
Not even halfway in and you
Show me up
(Me up)
Brag about your parties
Don't know how to say sorry
You don't even feel badly for your jealousy
I'm tired of being 1upped
1, 1, 1upped
1, 1, 1upped
1, 1, 1upped
1, 1
Buy a private island and a Mercedes
And still
You'd probably talk about yourself
I could win a whole Grammy
Live the fantasy in NYC
And all you'd have to say is
"Visit me in San Tropez"
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
Not even halfway in and you
Show me up
(Me up)
Brag about your parties
Don't know how to say sorry
You don't even feel badly for your jealousy
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
I'll always be the dandelion when you're the rose
And you're getting too good at hiding the thorns
And they still say I'm crazy
But can you blame me
Some might say it's a reach
But is it really when you preach
This "keep the love going,
Guard down, trust me"
Then contradict yourself
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
Not even halfway in and you
Show me up
(Me up)
Brag about your parties
Don't know how to say sorry
You don't even feel badly for your jealousy
I'm tired of being 1upped
Never been happy for me back
You know I can't fill everything you lack
But I expected just a little more
Isn't that what friends are s'posed to be for?
Always telling me what I don't have
But at least I got a better mentality
You might have turned everyone against me
But once I'm away from you I can breathe
I'm tired of being 1upped
(1up)
Not even halfway in and you
Show me up
(Me up)
Brag about your parties
Don't know how to say sorry
You don't even feel badly for your jealousy
I'm tired of being 1upped
1, 1, 1upped
1, 1, 1upped
1, 1, 1upped
1, 1
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Writer(s): Skye Matteson
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