OSTON - I used to like that girl Lyrics

I wanna like my fingers
When they trace down his back
Not hate the skin creasing up too much under my eyes
When he’s making me laugh
And what they say, it lingers
I let it sting my tongue
And he can tell me he loves all the ways that I am
But the damage is done

I don’t wanna cry in the kitchen
Or suck in my stomach whenever I’m sitting
Or grimace while reading some gimmicky magazine telling me I should be different
Watching the algorithm rearrange me
Body begging my mind not to estrange me
I used to like that girl

Should wear a skirt that’s shorter
And always cross my legs
If that’ll please him for now, it’ll certainly change in a couple of days
You’ll start to hate my shoulders
And annotate my smile
But if I edit my body for you, it’s a body that’s not really mine

So I’ll keep my demons in deficit, not overzealous with my best intentions
Shrinking my waist and my wisdom
I make my own prison to keep your attention
In a generation programmed just to suffer
Trading out comfort meals for yellow mustard
I blame it on the world

I used to like that girl
I used to like that girl
I used to like that girl
I used to like that girl
I used to like that (girl)
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