She wakes up right before her alarm goes off
Takes herself on her daily walk
70 degrees, with a light breeze
Drinks coffee, black
And she leaves her phone at home
Reading poetry on the coast
Finding inner peace
Yeah, I'm tryna be-
That girl, with the perfect hair
And that girl, doesn't really care
And somehow everything goes right for
That girl, that girl, wanna be that girl
When I'm runnin' late, I dent my car
And I'd call you, but my phone's not charged
Now, I'm just that girl who tries like
Way too damn hard
And I maxed out all my credit cards
Tryna play dress up to look the part
Now I'm just that girl who tries like
Way too damn hard
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl, that girl, wanna be that girl
Oh, my phone just died
No
I wake up, grab my phone, and it's 2:00 p.m.
Shit, I missed my alarm again
Mascara stains, on my pillow case (ah-ah)
Yesterday's styrofoam as my coffee cup
People texting me "Are you up?"
Yeah, I've been in meetings for hours
Worked out, take a shower
I'm that girl, with the perfect hair
And that girl, doesn't really care
And somehow, everything goes right for
That girl, that girl, wanna be that girl
When I'm runnin' late, I dent my car
And I'd call you, but my phone's not charged
Now, I'm just that girl who tries like
Way too damn hard
And I maxed out all my credit cards
Tryna play dress up to look the part
Now I'm just that girl who tries like
Way too damn hard
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl, that girl, wanna be that girl
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl (na-nah, na-nah, nah-nah)
That girl, that girl, wanna be that girl
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