Pink Cheetah Print Slip
I know you're gonna miss this
I've had enough
Never thought you'd be with him
You're dressing up (you're dressing up)
The same way that you always did
Pink cheetah print slip
Now you want dick
Not one to talk shit
But I know you're gonna miss this
You're getting mid head
How's it feel to play pretend
When you're lying in his bed
I know gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna
I know your type
Existential Rockstar indie boy look alike
I hope he's shit on stage
And all his songs sound the same
Cause I know you know
He could never compare to me
When he leaves you alone
Don't try crawling back to me
Pink cheetah print slip
Now you want dick
Not one to talk shit
But I know you're gonna miss this
You're getting mid head
How's it feel to play pretend
When you're lying in his bed
I know you're gonna miss this
Pink cheetah print slip
Now you want dick
Not one to talk shit
But I know you're gonna miss this
You're getting mid head
How's it feel to play pretend
When you're lying in his bed
I know you're gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna miss this
I've had enough
Never thought you'd be with him
You're dressing up (you're dressing up)
The same way that you always did
Pink cheetah print slip
Now you want dick
Not one to talk shit
But I know you're gonna miss this
You're getting mid head
How's it feel to play pretend
When you're lying in his bed
I know gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna
I know your type
Existential Rockstar indie boy look alike
I hope he's shit on stage
And all his songs sound the same
Cause I know you know
He could never compare to me
When he leaves you alone
Don't try crawling back to me
Pink cheetah print slip
Now you want dick
Not one to talk shit
But I know you're gonna miss this
You're getting mid head
How's it feel to play pretend
When you're lying in his bed
I know you're gonna miss this
Pink cheetah print slip
Now you want dick
Not one to talk shit
But I know you're gonna miss this
You're getting mid head
How's it feel to play pretend
When you're lying in his bed
I know you're gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna miss this
Uh huh
I know you're gonna miss this
Credits
Writer(s): Charlotte Houston, Duncan Hood
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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