Dressed to the nines, perfect blue eyes
I looked around, not a red flag in sight
My daddy liked you, and that was a first
You promised him you'd be the guy I deserve
Oh, too good to be true
Oh, we were wrong about you
You weren't supposed to be just like the rest
You swore up and down that, you loved me to death
Now we're in my driveway, and I'm now your ex
'Cause I'm way too much, and you need something less
Oh, why does this happen every time?
What's wrong with me? Am I that bad?
You felt like you had to take my broken heart and fix it
Just to turn around, turn around
And break it right back, break it right back
You knew my past and begged me to try
To love again, because it'd end different this time
But words are just words, and you're just a guy
And I'm just the girl you looked at like a prize
You weren't supposed to be just like the rest
You swore up and down that, you loved me to death
Now we're in my driveway, and I'm now your ex
'Cause I'm way too much, and you need something less
Oh, why does this happen every time?
What's wrong with me? Am I that bad?
You felt like you had to take my broken heart and fix it
Just to turn around, turn around
And break it right back
So go use your fancy big words at your fancy big job
Tell your friends how you're right and how I'm just so wrong
And how you do it all, and I don't do enough
How you can't settle down with a girl that lives on a tour bus
You weren't supposed to be just like the rest
You swore up and down that, you loved me to death
Now we're in my driveway, and I'm now your ex
'Cause I'm way too much, and you need something less
Oh, why does this happen every time?
What's wrong with me? Am I that bad?
You felt like you had to take my broken heart and fix it
Just to turn around, turn around
And break it right back
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