Absence of Heart

Woke up with a headache from the night before, I found you in a section of the
record store
You remind me of the stuck up girl next door I like
Feel like something reals' tapping at my door
I’m tryna dodge the bullshit like a matador
You remind me of the stuck up girl next door I like
And she tried too hard
When she’s drinking at the bar, and she thinks that she’s a star
And I just don’t have the heart to let her know, this isn’t real
She could talk for days about the ways of the world and the way she would
change them
She could talk for days about the ways of the world and the way she would
change them
(She could talk for days)
Woke up with a headache from the night before, I found you in a section of the
record store
You remind me of the stuck up girl next door I like
Feel like something reals' tapping at my door
I’m tryna dodge the bullshit like a matador
You remind me of the stuck up girl next door I like
And she tried too hard
When she’s drinking at the bar, and she thinks that she’s a star
And I just don’t have the heart to let her know, this isn’t real
She could talk for days about the ways of the world and the way she would
change them
She could talk for days about the ways of the world and the way she would
change them
(She could talk for days)
I guess we’ve got another insta model, a chick with a physical list of dicks to
swallow, As soon as she hits the bottle
She waddles through her followers list, tryna hit the lotto
She wants to find somebody rich so she can grip a borrow
She’ll be in the club tomorrow, at the bar on her own
Pouting for a selfie on her phone
Telling everyone about the big celebrities she knows
And how silly yeah, left her little purse back at home
I don’t give a fuck if rappers jump up in your dm
Do me a favour and go see him you can jump up in his bm
I see that you spent some money on pumping your tushi up
What the fuck is up didn’t you think you was good enough
Now you’re posting pics with your lips like a rubber duck
With a caption saying you wish you could cuddle up
Look buttercup we don’t care about all your likes
Holla at us when you figure out there’s more to life
And she tries too hard
When she’s drinking at the bar, and she thinks that she’s a star
And I just don’t have the heart to let her know, this isn’t real
She could talk for days about the ways of the world and the way she would
change them