What's Fair
I think that you'd be proud
I flew alone today
I think that you'd be shocked
That I don't look the same
I grew up fast without you
Did my lashes in the bathroom
And some things you'd like to skip
16 sucking dick in the bathroom
What's fair
What's a fair assessment
Of the job you did
Do you ever even regret it
It's not rare
Doesn't make it less depressing
Tried so hard
Am I over correcting
Ah ha ah ha
Ah ha ah ha
You'd want me to be famous
So you could live by proxy
You always had a reason to comment on my body
You're not a perfect person
Somethings always wrong
But I know there's nothing less perfect to a girl than a mom
What's fair
What's a fair assessment
Of the job you did
Do you ever even regret it
It's not rare
It doesn't make it less depressing
Tried so hard
Am I over correcting
Ah ha ah ha
Ah ha ah ha
Maybe it was not the right time
Maybe it was not the right wine
Maybe it was in the water
Maybe god turned a blind eye
Maybe it was my crime
Maybe I should see a doctor
I didn't choose you
You chose me
I won't chalk up the truth
The truth to disease
What's fair
What's a fair assessment
Of the job you did
Do you ever even regret it
It's not rare
It doesn't make it less depressing
Tried so hard
Am I over correcting
Am I over correcting
Am I over correcting
Am I over correcting
Ah ha ah ha
I flew alone today
I think that you'd be shocked
That I don't look the same
I grew up fast without you
Did my lashes in the bathroom
And some things you'd like to skip
16 sucking dick in the bathroom
What's fair
What's a fair assessment
Of the job you did
Do you ever even regret it
It's not rare
Doesn't make it less depressing
Tried so hard
Am I over correcting
Ah ha ah ha
Ah ha ah ha
You'd want me to be famous
So you could live by proxy
You always had a reason to comment on my body
You're not a perfect person
Somethings always wrong
But I know there's nothing less perfect to a girl than a mom
What's fair
What's a fair assessment
Of the job you did
Do you ever even regret it
It's not rare
It doesn't make it less depressing
Tried so hard
Am I over correcting
Ah ha ah ha
Ah ha ah ha
Maybe it was not the right time
Maybe it was not the right wine
Maybe it was in the water
Maybe god turned a blind eye
Maybe it was my crime
Maybe I should see a doctor
I didn't choose you
You chose me
I won't chalk up the truth
The truth to disease
What's fair
What's a fair assessment
Of the job you did
Do you ever even regret it
It's not rare
It doesn't make it less depressing
Tried so hard
Am I over correcting
Am I over correcting
Am I over correcting
Am I over correcting
Ah ha ah ha
Credits
Writer(s): Casey Smith, Yves Rothman, Sabrina Teitelbaum
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