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 sheWalks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I dieWhy 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 HeatherWatch 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 sheWalks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I dieWhy 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, I wish I were Heather
Oh, oh, wish I were HeatherWhy 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
YOU ARE READING
You gave ME your sweater
Romance// Yea we can totally be friends, wanna meet outside of school today? // This is a series of point of views based on the song "heather" by Conan Gray You're going to put yourself in the shoes of 4 different characters/objects This is my first story...