Fionn Camp - Blythe Lyrics

She's pretty but she does it with intention
She likes her figure, it attracts attention
She uses it to heal her soul
What will she do when she gets old
No one sees it, no one knows, but Blythe knows what she holds
She's wicked for a moment, then you see it
That childish desire and belief that
She's not worth her weight in gold, unless she's putting on a show
No one sees it, no one knows, but Blythe knows what she holds
She holds the same things I do, masterminded smiles on cue
Complimenting colors and hues, but no one knew
The complex set of notions, in her mirrors and love potions
We'd all give our lives to hold it
But she's not ill intentioned, she's just funny
She compensates for all the pain she carries
She should know that absent flaws, doesn't mean that you'll beat the odds
Would she believe you?
Probably not, cause Blythe knows what she's got
What she's got, what she's got
Mmm, what she's got
What she's got, what she's got
Mmm