Heather - Conan Gray

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I still remember, 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 a 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 a 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.

Oh... Wish I were Heather
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...