It Girl

Lyrics: Andrew Jackson/Ashton Nicole Casey/Joep Le Blanc/Micah Jasper/Oscar Scheller/Skyler Stonestreet/Slinger/Tove Burman Music: Andrew Jackson/Ashton Nicole Casey/Joep Le Blanc/Micah Jasper/Oscar Scheller/Skyler Stonestreet/Slinger/Tove Burman Producer: Joep Le Blanc/Micah Jasper You could buy the whole world with a face like that I cried lookin' in my mom's makeup bag I'm hollowed out, I look good, treat me like time, like wood Mother, daughter, daisy chain, I was born to fan the flame Why can't you treat me like my brothers?
Cotton candy and water Gone before you can grab it I’ve always got problems with my father
I wanna kill the it girl in me I wanna strangle her with a saddlebag, Dior 2003 I lean down, kiss her nose There's no room for us both, one of us has got to go
Eldest daughter, open water My lеgs look like baby seals And I am not a vessеl for men to love themselves anymore She made me go tank girl on my face I go world war on my waist I go blacksmith on my cage I go naysay on my neck
Cotton candy and water Gone before you can grab it I’ve always got problems with my father
I wanna kill the it girl in me I wanna strangle her with a saddlebag, Dior 2003 I lean down, kiss her nose There's no room for us both, one of us has got to go I wanna kill the it girl in me Hold her silk pillowcase over her face in her sleep I watch the light leave her eyes, deep in my smile lines Now I'm finally, finally mine
(I’ve gotta kill her before she kills me) (Everything I eat tastes like glass) (Like death writing My Little Pony with a facelift) (She’s coming for me, I know it) (I have to kill her)
All the pretty girls die at twenty-seven Die at twenty-seven A smooth faced legend Isn't there a heaven? (All the pretty girls die at twenty-seven) (Die at twenty-seven, die at twenty-seven) Isn’t there a heaven? Programming: Joep Le Blanc/Micah Jasper Audio Engineer: Slinger Bass: Slinger Backing Vocals: Joep Le Blanc/Skyler Stonestreet/Slinger Mastering Engineer: Nathan Boddy Vocals: Ashnikko