boho babe

What makes you think I wanna talk right now You're so good at making me feel inadequate All the anxiety that you cause me when you Look my way you're triggering my insecurities Maybe rooted in my jealousy Burn me to the second degree When you're spillin' all of my tea Couldn't be more happy to see You pickin' out a medal for me So call me second best If you decide to call If you decide to call at all Backhand compliment I know what you really meant Crocheted boho babe Crystals always get you laid A disingenuous house of cards Your words they fall apart A pity fiddle for all the scars I see you for what you are Burn you to the second degree (burn me to the second degree) When I'm spillin' all of your tea (when you're spillin' all of my tea) I couldn't be more happy to see (couldn't be more happy to see) You pickin' out a medal for me So call me second best If you decide to call If you decide to call So call me second best If you decide to call If you decide to call at all