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