Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What's my point
I can't write it down
I can't see it, out
Oh
I'm getting bored
But what's to complain
I hate everything except for
Being your first choice
That calm kind of voice
Gestures show you need me
I am the girl you meet before the one you show your mom
I am the girl who's fun yet somehow never good enough
I am the girl who's quiet and compliant with this stuff
I think too much
Or not enough?
What's my point
Too much in my brain
Packed with everything and more
Oh
I'm feeling tired
Begging you to stay
When I've been erased from you
I am the girl you meet before the one you show your mom
I am the girl who's fun yet somehow never good enough
I am the girl who's quiet and compliant with this stuff
I think too much
Or not enough
Or not enough
I am the girl
I am the girl
Elle Harpers - song about a girl Lyrics
Elle Harpers - song about a girl Lyrics
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English
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What's my point
I can't write it down
I can't see it, out
Oh
I'm getting bored
But what's to complain
I hate everything except for
Being your first choice
That calm kind of voice
Gestures show you need me
I am the girl you meet before the one you show your mom
I am the girl who's fun yet somehow never good enough
I am the girl who's quiet and compliant with this stuff
I think too much
Or not enough?
What's my point
Too much in my brain
Packed with everything and more
Oh
I'm feeling tired
Begging you to stay
When I've been erased from you
I am the girl you meet before the one you show your mom
I am the girl who's fun yet somehow never good enough
I am the girl who's quiet and compliant with this stuff
I think too much
Or not enough
Or not enough
I am the girl
I am the girl
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
What's my point
I can't write it down
I can't see it, out
Oh
I'm getting bored
But what's to complain
I hate everything except for
Being your first choice
That calm kind of voice
Gestures show you need me
I am the girl you meet before the one you show your mom
I am the girl who's fun yet somehow never good enough
I am the girl who's quiet and compliant with this stuff
I think too much
Or not enough?
What's my point
Too much in my brain
Packed with everything and more
Oh
I'm feeling tired
Begging you to stay
When I've been erased from you
I am the girl you meet before the one you show your mom
I am the girl who's fun yet somehow never good enough
I am the girl who's quiet and compliant with this stuff
I think too much
Or not enough
Or not enough
I am the girl
I am the girl
Writer: Ella Lambert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid