Portions for Rats

Well you could be
Such a pretty girl
If you could just take the time
To exercise
Your self control
Well I'm not that pretty
But I'm pretty judgmental
And I'm pretty sure
I'm pretty careless
I'm not that pretty
But I'm pretty good at goodbyes
I'm tired of people telling me who I am
Who I should be
What a nice girl
You've turned out to be
Been wondering how many things I've said
To someone as advice
That I'm really just telling myself
But who will listen
How come I feel it in my chest
When you tell me no
And it caves in
It spreads
It's an infection
I'm tired of giving and all of the taking
So I'll hold what's mine
And I'll take up space
And people will walk around
Summer's sun is peeking through these trees
Summer's sun is peeking through these trees
Summer's sun is peeking through these trees at me
Summer's sun is peeking through these trees
Summer's sun is peeking through these trees
What a nice girl
You've turned out to be



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Long, Sydney Landis, William Gibbons
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