Pastel
Inseparable was how my mom
Would have described us
Until the day you discovered
Boys liked cool girls
But I stuck around
Cause I swore to be there
And I watched you fall into place
Picking up the popular race
But it hurt you to run
And it made you less fun
At sixteen I had my first heartbreak
But somehow when I called you
We talked about you
And I don't know why
I stuck around
But I saw you for yourself that night
And I watched us fall out of pace
While you put on your masquerade
But from where I was
It didn't look fun
Some friends will text you
Days before your wedding
And they'll tell you that they'd rather
Witness someone else get married
Even though you've been friends
Since four years old
And you were there when
She was ready to fold
Some friends will drop everything
To fly across the country just to
Tell you that you deserve all you want
So it's no surprise that
I'd want the friend who gives a shit
And that's why I'll never
Speak to you again
So I'm done bein' second place
To the girl you met yesterday
Cause I've give too much
And I'm not having fun
Last night I went through my Instagram
And removed every picture of you
Cause I'm done pretending
You were ever there for me
You were never there for me
No, you were never there for me
And it may have taken eighteen years
But now I have no choice but to choose me
Would have described us
Until the day you discovered
Boys liked cool girls
But I stuck around
Cause I swore to be there
And I watched you fall into place
Picking up the popular race
But it hurt you to run
And it made you less fun
At sixteen I had my first heartbreak
But somehow when I called you
We talked about you
And I don't know why
I stuck around
But I saw you for yourself that night
And I watched us fall out of pace
While you put on your masquerade
But from where I was
It didn't look fun
Some friends will text you
Days before your wedding
And they'll tell you that they'd rather
Witness someone else get married
Even though you've been friends
Since four years old
And you were there when
She was ready to fold
Some friends will drop everything
To fly across the country just to
Tell you that you deserve all you want
So it's no surprise that
I'd want the friend who gives a shit
And that's why I'll never
Speak to you again
So I'm done bein' second place
To the girl you met yesterday
Cause I've give too much
And I'm not having fun
Last night I went through my Instagram
And removed every picture of you
Cause I'm done pretending
You were ever there for me
You were never there for me
No, you were never there for me
And it may have taken eighteen years
But now I have no choice but to choose me
Credits
Writer(s): Kristin Kirk
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