Covergirl

Good morning, wherever you are I had a dream you didn't like your new boyfriend as much as me But then you might not; it's difficult to say But this pride is a disease So if you never love again, then I'll be happy You're still hitting me up For your lingerie and shoes, and heaven knows what else It's all bad news to me You've done enough, you've done too much It's funny, after all you've done, that All you ever had to do was Be a better friend than a lover Run with me, and take cover when the firebombs swirl But you're just another covergirl So paint your, paint yourself better One brushstroke, one feather, I'll pray you will You pretty little covergirl It's pouring, it's pouring outside Been wondering if you're feeling warm Is this the calm before the storm, or is it going? My little brother says your name Now and then it's like a joke We pretend you moved away or something You're still hitting me up For your lingerie and clothes, and heaven knows what else It's all bad news to me You've done enough, you've done too much It's funny, after all you've done, that All you ever had to do was Be a better friend than a lover Run with me, and take cover when the firebombs swirl But you're just another covergirl So paint your, paint yourself better One brushstroke, one feather, I'll pray you will You pretty little covergirl Be a better friend than a lover Run with me, and take cover when the firebombs swirl You're just another covergirl So paint your, paint yourself better One brushstroke, one feather, I'll pray you will You pretty little covergirl