Heather - Conan Gray /On-screen Lyrics/ 🐚 I still remember the third of December
Me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me
Than it did you
Only if you knew
How much I liked you
But I watch your eyes
As she walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I die
Why would you ever kiss me
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater
It's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were Heather
Watch as she stands with her
Holding your hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder
Now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate her
She's such an angel
But then again
Kinda wish she were dead
As she walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I die
Why would you ever kiss me
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater
It's just polyester
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather
Oh, I wish I were Heather
Oh, oh, wish I were Heather
Why would you ever kiss me
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater
It's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were