I still remember 
Third of december 
Me in your sweater 
You said it looked better 
On me, than it did you 
Only if you knew 
How much I liked you 
But I watch your eyes, as she. 
Walks by 
What a sight for 
Sore eyes 
Brighter than a 
Blue sky 
She's got you 
Mesmerized 
While I die. 
Why would you ever kiss me? 
I'm not even half as pretty 
You gave her your sweater 
It's just polyester 
But you like her better 
I wish I were heather. 
Watch as she stands with 
Her holding your hand 
Put your arm 'round her shoulder 
Now I'm getting colder 
But how could I hate her? 
She's such an angel 
But then again, kinda 
Wish she were dead, as she. 
Walks by 
What a sight for 
Sore eyes 
Brighter than a 
Blue sky 
She's got you 
Mesmerized 
While I die. 
Why would you ever kiss me? 
I'm not even half as pretty 
You gave her your sweater 
It's just polyester 
But you like her better 
I wish I were heather. 
I wish I were heather. 
Why would you ever kiss me? 
I'm not even half as pretty 
You gave her your sweater 
It's just polyester 
But you like her better 
I wish I were heather. 
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| Tate McRae Unreleased song  |