Cool Girl

(Two, three, four)

Biting my tongue, uncomfortable shoes
I watch you from a view
I can't even talk to you
I'm biting harder 'til my lips are blue

I don't ever have any plans
People ask me who I am
And I don't know, I don't know
So I stay home, I stay home

I'll be writing poems in the back seat of my mind
Of the cool girl who can take it
Of a cool girl who can fake it
I'll be writing poems on the bedsheets of your room
I'm a cool girl, I can kiss you
I'm a cool girl, I won't miss you

Drawing stars on the back of my hand
It's hard to understand
I can't even listen to
What my body wants me to do

I don't ever have any plans
And you ask me who I am
And I don't know, I don't know
So I can't go, I can't go

I'll be writing poems in the backseat of my mind
Of the cool girl who can take it
Of a cool girl who can fake it
I'll be writing poems on the bedsheets of your room
I'm a cool girl, I can kiss you
I'm a cool girl, I won't miss you

I have always had to pretend that I'll just have to settle
I'm always asking for too much, and
I have always had to listen to all the same excuses
I'm asking for too much

I'm a cool girl, I can take it
I'm a cool girl, and if you forget my name
I can fake it, but I can't forget that name
(Mm-hm, mm-mm)
I'm a cool girl, I can kiss you
I'm a cool girl, I won't miss you