She wanted the cords
She wanted the flared cords
With the high waist
And she wanted
To find the perfect chords
To sing her song about you
'Cause she wanted you too
She wanted to wear
The cords to his house
He has an ugly bathroom
With a perfect mirror
And she wanted
To take a photo of her waist
In the cords, in the mirror
In the cords, in the mirror
She knows they
Think it's narcissistic
But to her it's holistic
Each unartistic snap
Solidifies her world it is
Or as she wants it to seem
Or as she wants it to seem
Or as she wants it to seem
Or as she wants it to seem
She wanted the cords
She wanted the flared cords
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