Counterfeit You
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
They say nobody puts baby in the corner
But I keep you in the corner of my room
And my mind when I'm three drinks in on the weekend
And I'm tired of putting on all these charades
It's a big stage but all of the sets are fake
They can't tell but I can tell and it kills me
He's so close it ain't even funny
I feel guilty when he calls me honey
Cause you were the real $100 bill
And he's Monopoly money
He's my counterfeit you
So similar it's cruel
But when I get him in the right light
I'm reminded that he's wrong
I put him in the songs
But they never really sound right
So I'm left with the ghost and the hope and the shame
Cause as hard as I try I can't make it the same
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, my counterfeit you
Is it something in the air
How you don't seem to care
That he holds me in the golden hour
And knows me like the back of his hand in the darkness?
Cause I still wanna kill any girl that looks at you
In a bar, in a store in a doctor's waiting room
And I know that makes me sound crazy
And I know that he loves me but
He's so close it ain't even funny
I feel guilty when he calls me honey
Cause you were the real $100 bill
And he's Monopoly money
He's my counterfeit you
So similar it's cruel
But when I get him in the right light
I'm reminded that he's wrong
I put him in the songs
But they never really sound right
So I'm left with the ghost and the hope and the shame
Cause as hard as I try I can't make it the same
He's my counterfeit
He's my counterfeit you
Trying hard but it never holds a candle to
Kissing in the car, where you went and left a mark
He's my, he's my
He's my counterfeit you
So similar it's cruel
But when I get him in the right light
I'm reminded that he's wrong
I put him in the songs
But they never really sound right
So I'm left with the ghost and the hope and the shame
Cause as hard as I try I can't make it the same
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
They say nobody puts baby in the corner
But I keep you in the corner of my room
And my mind when I'm three drinks in on the weekend
And I'm tired of putting on all these charades
It's a big stage but all of the sets are fake
They can't tell but I can tell and it kills me
He's so close it ain't even funny
I feel guilty when he calls me honey
Cause you were the real $100 bill
And he's Monopoly money
He's my counterfeit you
So similar it's cruel
But when I get him in the right light
I'm reminded that he's wrong
I put him in the songs
But they never really sound right
So I'm left with the ghost and the hope and the shame
Cause as hard as I try I can't make it the same
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, he's my counterfeit you
He's my counterfeit, my counterfeit you
Is it something in the air
How you don't seem to care
That he holds me in the golden hour
And knows me like the back of his hand in the darkness?
Cause I still wanna kill any girl that looks at you
In a bar, in a store in a doctor's waiting room
And I know that makes me sound crazy
And I know that he loves me but
He's so close it ain't even funny
I feel guilty when he calls me honey
Cause you were the real $100 bill
And he's Monopoly money
He's my counterfeit you
So similar it's cruel
But when I get him in the right light
I'm reminded that he's wrong
I put him in the songs
But they never really sound right
So I'm left with the ghost and the hope and the shame
Cause as hard as I try I can't make it the same
He's my counterfeit
He's my counterfeit you
Trying hard but it never holds a candle to
Kissing in the car, where you went and left a mark
He's my, he's my
He's my counterfeit you
So similar it's cruel
But when I get him in the right light
I'm reminded that he's wrong
I put him in the songs
But they never really sound right
So I'm left with the ghost and the hope and the shame
Cause as hard as I try I can't make it the same
Credits
Writer(s): Desiree Powyer, Nikita Karmen, Walker Hayes
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