[Verse 1]
These new lines on my face
Spell out: "Girl, pick up your pace
If you want to stay true
To what your younger self would do"
And this kink in my walk
Makes me focus when I talk
If I can't trust my feet
Then it's my tongue I choose to keep
[Verse 2]
And I walk slow, so I can read
Let my head fall and my hips lead
Why'd you write the words so small?
Did you fool me? Are they words at all?
Or are you pulling down the veil?
Keeping grounded as you set my sail
By the time I pull it off
All my innocence is lost
And oh, I'm good, I think I'm good
Will I be great? Will I be great?
Is it money I wanna make?
Or is it sweet love for his sake?
[Verse 3]
And these new parts I now need
To help me function, help me feed
They are beyond my modest earnings
Oh, the girls, they keep turning up the heat
As if it's cold, but I'm hot, too hot to hold
I'll burn a hole right through the hull
These new lines on my face
Spell out: "Girl, pick up your pace
If you want to stay true
To what your younger self would do"
And this kink in my walk
Makes me focus when I talk
If I can't trust my feet
Then it's my tongue I choose to keep
[Verse 2]
And I walk slow, so I can read
Let my head fall and my hips lead
Why'd you write the words so small?
Did you fool me? Are they words at all?
Or are you pulling down the veil?
Keeping grounded as you set my sail
By the time I pull it off
All my innocence is lost
And oh, I'm good, I think I'm good
Will I be great? Will I be great?
Is it money I wanna make?
Or is it sweet love for his sake?
[Verse 3]
And these new parts I now need
To help me function, help me feed
They are beyond my modest earnings
Oh, the girls, they keep turning up the heat
As if it's cold, but I'm hot, too hot to hold
I'll burn a hole right through the hull
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