Ooh, oh-woah, woah-oh
I see the way you look at her
When you're right in front of me
You don't know how much it hurts
She's everything I'll never be
Got all her shit together
And I'm barely on my feet
Staying in, freaking out
Over what I wear and what I eat
Ooh, I do not know why I do this
Comparing myself to her, it's useless
But I know that the truth is
I'll never be that girl
Oh, no, no, I'll never be that girl, oh, no
Perfect body, perfect hair, high heels
How can I compete when I feel like
I'll never be that girl? Oh-woah, for you
For you, oh, yeah
I see the way you look at me
When you're right in front of her
Like I'm one of your homies
You only gon' talk to when nobody else is around
Okay, word, oh, I'm sure
All the shit I could try wouldn't work
Even if I flirt or wear mini skirts
She'll get to have you even if I was loving you first
Ooh, oh, I do not know why I do this
Comparing myself to her, it's useless
But I know that the truth is
I'll never be that girl
Oh, no, no, no, I'll never be that girl, yeah, yeah
Perfect body, perfect hair, high heels
How can I compete when I feel like
I'll never be that girl? No-woah, for you
For you, oh
For you, oh-ho, no-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, yeah
For you
I'll never be, never be that girl
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