Heather - Conan Gray


Intro…🎶

I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater

You said it looked better on me than it did you

Only if you knew how much I liked you

But I watch your eyes as she,


Walks by

What a sight for sore eyes

Brighter than the blue sky

She's got you mesmerized while I die,


Why would you ever kiss me?

I'm not even half as pretty

You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester

But you like her better

Wish I were Heather!


Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand

Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder

But how could I hate her? She's such an angel

But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she,


Walks by

What a sight for sore eyes

Brighter than the blue sky

She's got you mesmerized while I die,


Why would you ever kiss me?

I'm not even half as pretty

You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester

But you like her better

I wish I were Heather //

(Oh, oh)


Wish I were Heather

Why would you ever kiss me?

I'm not even half as pretty

You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester

But you like her better

Wish I were!


End…🎶





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