by edith banks 2024
Would you ever care?
Would you ever care?
’bout somebody with, with a weaker stare
With her eyes so blue that the sky turns dull
And her hair gold it outshines the sun
But there’s something about her, though
The way she stares at your photos
And you just act like it’s fine, it’s not fine
It’s the way she messes with your head
And I’m wishing it was me instead
And I pretend that I’m fine
I’m not fine, no
I’m not fine
I’m not fine
I’m not fine, no
Will you ever know?
Will you ever know?
How I’m scared of love as well as letting go
And I never liked you this much before
I guess I’m into things that I can’t afford
And there’s something about her, though
That perfect smile in the photos
And you just act like it’s fine, it’s not fine
It’s the way she messes with your head
And I’m wishing it was me instead
And I can’t mimic that smile
I’m not fine
I’m not fine
I’m not fine
I’m not fine, woah
While she was sleeping
I went creeping round her room
I stole everything
I stole everything
All her fancy clothes
All her golden summer glow
And left my poisoned art
I guess I’m jealous of that
Little perfect girl she’s one of a kind
She should know that boy is mine
Everywhere I turn I see triple nine
Please don’t make me wait in line
Stupid perfect girl she’s one of a kind
She should know that boy is mine
Even when it never crosses my mind
She’s still screaming call triple nine
Nine, Nine, Nine
No oh oh oh oh oh oh
Nine, Nine, Nine, Nine
Nine, Nine, Nine
No oh oh oh oh oh oh
Nine, Nine, Nine, Nine
Nine, Nine, Nine
No oh oh oh oh oh oh
Nine, Nine, Nine, Nine