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Is it a slutphase, or is it a bandaid? Do I like this outfit? Is it for the male gaze? Wait, what am I doing? It's three on a Wednesday And I swear, I hardly recognise myself Is it a distraction? Is it paranoia? Should I say sorry to my new employer? I miss the old me, I kinda destroyed her And now I just hardly recognise myself As if I'm getting over All of the thing that you're not really over But I'm pretending that I'm really over All of the things that I'm not I miss you, oh my God (oh my God) I'm getting good at faking It's all good for the plot (for the plot) But everyone knows that I'm breaking, I'm breaking I'm saying that I'm getting over All of the things that I'm not really over But I'm pretending that I'm really over All of the things that I'm not really over One night with Jonah, he paid for my dinner Went dancing with Jacob, thought he was a winner Jackson was sweet, but I'm still kinda bitter And most nights I hardly recognise myself (But I just keep telling myself) Everybody needs a slutphase While they're young and hot I miss you, oh my God (oh my God) I'm getting good at faking It's all good for the plot (for the plot) But everyone knows that I'm breaking, I'm breaking I'm saying that I'm getting over All of the things that I'm not really over But I'm pretending that I'm really over All of the things that you're not really over I'm saying that I'm getting over (everybody needs a slutphase) All of the things that I'm not really over But I'm pretending that I'm really over (while they're young and hot) All of the things that I'm not really over Everybody needs a slutphase While they're young and hot Everybody needs a slutphase While they're young and-
Writer(s): Lauren Aquilina, Berit Dybing, Christopher Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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