Heather - Conan Gray /On-screen Lyrics/ 🎹

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 wer