作曲 : Emile Haynie/Tate McRae/Grant Boutin/Amy Allen

Don’t know what country I’m in, but I know how I’m feeling (My body’s always right)

I knew I must’ve dropped my diary in the pool for a reason (Erased your every line)

Did you forget the kind of bitch with whom you’re dealing? (If so, I can remind)

Yeah I can fall in love hard, turn around and delete it

So I’m

Trying on shoes, putting on glitter

Anything to make me a little less bitter

Favorite blue, take a pretty picture

Got you like, ****

You’ll swear to God that I’m someone else

I can’t stop (Stop)

Piss me off and I’ll turn it out

I can’t stop

You roll your eyes at all my shows, and God knows I see it (All I see is you)

I used to idolize you baby, took a year to reveal it (And the hard truth)

Is I’m not what you need

It’s hard to believe

You need a girl that isn’t me

Warming the seat

Staying at home

It’s hard to compete

With someone I’m not

And someone that I’ll never be

So I’m

Trying on shoes, putting on glitter

Anything to make me a little less bitter

Favorite blue, take a pretty picture

Got you like, ****

You’ll swear to God that I’m someone else

I can’t stop (Stop)

Piss me off and I’ll turn it out

I can’t stop

And maybe I’m not the girl that you thought

Or maybe you loved me once, but forgot

So baby go back to putting up a front

And guess I thought wrong

For thinking you’d wait

‘Cause I don’t move on at your type of pace

Can we go back and talk at your place

Just once?

Trying on shoes

Putting on glitter

Anything to make me less bitter

Favorite blue, take a picture

Got you like, ****

You’ll swear to God that I’m somebody else

I can’t stop

You piss me off and I’ll turn it out

I can’t stop