Red Flags
I've been, I've been the type to wanna dominate
Every date, a little too often
Eat way too much for me to be a figure eight
Body, babe, though I know it's not a problem
I made a few mistakes
Like got somebody's name tatted somewhere insane
Don't wanna think about it
And my day's controlled by my oroscope
But you laugh it off, oh, you're so good about it
Love the attention, clumsy and eccentric
I can be a brat on a bad day, yeah
My imperfections, love them or you hate them all
Don't know know according to the internet
I'm way too insecure, I'm a fucking mess
But let's not pretend that we all haven't got red, red flags, ooh-ooh
I love, I love living in a fantasy
Binge all day on some Netflix love story
I live in old tracksuits and the same damn room
That got Britney and Busted posters all around it
Love the attention, clumsy and eccentric
I can be a brat on a bad day, yeah
My imperfections, love them or you hate them all
Don't know know according to the internet
I'm way too insecure, I'm a fucking mess
But let's not pretend that we all haven't got red, red flags, ooh-ooh
Don't know know according to the internet
I'm way too insecure, I'm a fucking mess
But let's not pretend that we all haven't got red, red flags, ooh-ooh
(Red, red flags)
(Red, red flags)
Every date, a little too often
Eat way too much for me to be a figure eight
Body, babe, though I know it's not a problem
I made a few mistakes
Like got somebody's name tatted somewhere insane
Don't wanna think about it
And my day's controlled by my oroscope
But you laugh it off, oh, you're so good about it
Love the attention, clumsy and eccentric
I can be a brat on a bad day, yeah
My imperfections, love them or you hate them all
Don't know know according to the internet
I'm way too insecure, I'm a fucking mess
But let's not pretend that we all haven't got red, red flags, ooh-ooh
I love, I love living in a fantasy
Binge all day on some Netflix love story
I live in old tracksuits and the same damn room
That got Britney and Busted posters all around it
Love the attention, clumsy and eccentric
I can be a brat on a bad day, yeah
My imperfections, love them or you hate them all
Don't know know according to the internet
I'm way too insecure, I'm a fucking mess
But let's not pretend that we all haven't got red, red flags, ooh-ooh
Don't know know according to the internet
I'm way too insecure, I'm a fucking mess
But let's not pretend that we all haven't got red, red flags, ooh-ooh
(Red, red flags)
(Red, red flags)
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Samuel Epsom, Taneisha Damielle Jackson, Isabella Eurydice Droussioti
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