Heather (Bedroom Sessions) - Tate McRae

Lyrics by：Conan Gray

Composed by：Conan Gray

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 watched 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

Oh I wish I were Heather

Oh oh oh

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