It's date night and I'd rather be anywhere else
I hate this. I hate you.
My dress is hanging off the back of my chair
It's emerald green.
I'm sure I'll look beautiful in it
But i know I'd look better if I was happy
I'm staring at myself in front of the mirror
in my spanx
the spandex smooths me out
The way I wish I could smooth out the lines in my face
That way people would stop asking me what's wrong
I don't know how much longer I can stop myself from saying that it's you
It holds things in
The way I try to
But every once in a while I crack
The way my spanx doesn't
It holds me together
Better than I can
I hate this. I hate you.
I put on my dress
and a smile
It's date night
And I'd rather be anywhere else
