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I still remember, third of December, her in your sweater
It looked so much better, on her than it does me
But you're too blind to see, that she's just a pretty
But I watch her eyes as you
Walk by,
You gaze right through her dull eyes,
Sadder than the night sky
You've left her memorized, while I cry
Why did you have to kiss me?
When you knew that she would see?
You gave me your sweater, I hate polyester
But she likes it better
So make her your Heather
She watches you stand here, holding my hand
Get your arm off my shoulder, her hearts getting colder
If only I'd told you, I don't feel the same
And now it's my fault she wished she was dead. As she
Walks by, you gaze right through her dull eyes
Sadder than the night sky
You've left her memorized
While I cry
Why did you have to kiss me?
You know she's just as pretty
You gave me your sweater, I hate polyester
But she likes it better
So make her your Heather
So make her your heather
(Oh, oh)
Make her your Heather...
Why did you have to kiss me?
When you knew that she would see?
Just give her your sweater, she likes it better
Make her your Heather.
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So, fun fact! I wrote this a few weeks back, and when I finished I realized that it WAS DECEMBER THIRD. It was an interesting coincidence. And a picture as proof. <3
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Song Parodies
FanfictionSo basically this is just songs that I made parodies of. You may request songs, HOWEVER. You may not take these lyrics and attempt to claim them as your own. Please give me credit for my work as I work very hard on these. Thank you :)