Lyrics: Helen Tian
Music: Helen Tian
Arranger: bonnierogerr
Finally…
I get to say I’m unironically grateful
For ya sweeping me off of my feet and then leaving
My fall to the ground wasn’t graceful
(Boohoo! Poor you!)
I
Was having doubts if I could ever be faithful
Or end up flanuering, throat-slit in some basement
Would’ve done anything to snuff out my feelings
Now they fuel me, and I guess I own them
You opted for the easy way out
Well, my daddy didn’t raise no bitch
[Helen’s Father Cursing with a Wuhan Dialect] (Fk off!)
Think you’re the man when you slap on a suit
Boy, it don’t fit, not tryna be rude
White-knuckled through it, don’t got much to lose
I can be a better blonde than you
Think you’re the man in that 12-dollar suit
Boy, you look like shit, not tryna be rude
White-knuckled through it don’t got much to lose
I can be a better blonde than you
Bleach it out, bleach it out (right now)
Bleach it out, bleach it out (just the tips)
Bleach it out, bleach it out
(Ouch, that hurt)
Burn it all down
[Helen speaking with a Wuhan Dialect](I’m not saying that going blonde is an inherently cool thing)
(but you know... some blondes out there... oh god... the amount of ego
(I’ll try my hand at being... semi-blonde, I guess)
You opted for the easy way out
Well, my daddy didn’t raise no bitch
[Helen’s Father Cursing with a Wuhan Dialect] 勺货, 滚! (Fk off, dipshit)
Think you’re the man when you slap on a suit
Boy, it don’t fit, not tryna be rude
White-knuckled through it, don‘t got much to lose
I can be a better blonde than you
Think you’re the man in that 12-dollar suit
You look like shit, not tryna be rude
White-knuckled through it, don‘t got much to lose
I can be a better blonde than you
Bleach it out, bleach it out
Bleach it out, bleach it out
Bleach it out, bleach it out
Watch me be a better blonde than you