Maisie Peters - Not Another Rockstar

Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair
I think: You're so cool and different, and then
The law pulls up and you won't get in the car
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar

Pinky promised I was quittin'
Pinky promised that I wouldn't love somebody if they didn't
I'm a girl with big ambitions, but did I listen?
No, no, no, no
They're tortured and I wouldn't understand it
Plus they got a lot of unexamined father-son baggage
They don't wanna talk about it, is that a challenge?
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Funny I could pick 'em in a line-up, line up
Pretty certain I could do it with my eyes shut, eyes shut
A little self-obsеssive and I sign up, sign up
Ooh

Hand me down jewеls and your dirty blonde hair
I think: You're so cool and different, and then
The law pulls up and you won't get in the car
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar
Talk about me, make it all about you
Caught you rippin' your jeans, and that's when I knew
You'd leave me dead if it'd set you apart
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar

He's been a player since the cradle
Aren't I lucky 'cause he could have chosen any girl to fuck with?
And he chose me, so I guess I should be grateful
No, no, no, no

Hmm, funny I could pick 'em in a line-up, line up
Pretty certain I could do it with my eyes shut, eyes shut
A little self-obsessive and I sign up, sign up
Where's the pen? Where's the line?

Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair
I think: You're so cool and different, and then
The law pulls up and you won't get in the car
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar
Talk about me, make it all about you
Caught you rippin' your jeans, and that's when I knew
You'd leave me dead if it'd set you apart
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar

Ooh, not another rockstar
Ooh, not another rockstar
Glad that I got out before it got dark
You could be a better person, no, it's not hard
If there was a moment in this where you saw it goin' different, tell me what part

Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair
I think: You're so cool and different, and then
The law pulls up and you won't get in the car
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar
Talk about me, make it all about you
Caught you rippin' your jeans, and that's when I knew
You'd leave me dead if it'd set you apart
And I'm like: Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar