5'1

I'm sick of acting happy
God I wish that I was high
All of the time
Like all of the time
Not only at night

I know you hate me smoking
But my smoking hates you more
You're stressed and I'm bored
But what's it all for?
Do you even notice?

I swear I saw you look at me
Like I was your enemy (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That's cool, that's fine, okay, alright
Guess you must be scared of me (ah-ah-ah-ah)
I'm only 5'1, how did I become your worst nightmare?

I wish you didn't know me quite this well
Let's just get drunk
On Thursday at eight
I'll try to be late
Would you even notice?

I swear I saw you look at me
Like I was your enemy (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That's cool, that's fine, okay, alright
Guess you must be scared of me (ah-ah-ah-ah)
I'm only 5'1, how did I become

Your worst nightmare, yeah
Your worst nightmare, yeah

I swear I saw you look at me
Like I was your enemy (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That's cool, that's fine, okay, alright
Guess you must be scared of me (ah-ah-ah-ah)
I'm only 5'1, how did I become your worst nightmare?



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Brown, Mark Elliot, Greta Isaac, Matt Zara
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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