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Gen Y Trophy Wife - 4 Star View
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Gen Y Trophy Wife 4 Star View

Gen Y Trophy Wife - 4 Star View
You hit the snooze, 6:22, he needs some time to come around
He’s on the edge of the bed, slipped on shoes
Trying to make his way out
Isn’t that the shirt you wore last night all covered with scuzz and neon light?

Hey, I know you’ve done this kind of thing before
He’s trying to glide, not letting his feet touch the floor
His afterglow of pride, I guess he ignored your bedside knife
And your notched up headboard

You’ve got your daddy’s eyes and car, his money, and his loose sense of ethics
You live rent-free inside his house, if it’s love, then it’s not pathetic
Between the coffee houses and bars, the pharmacies and missed phone calls
Between the clubhouse and bars, he still thinks that you’ll go far

Hey, I think you might've done this kind of thing before
He’s trying to guide, however much he can afford
He beams with pride, but I guess he ignored
Your ditzy smile and your notched up headboard

The only thing you’re teasing is your hair
Those damaged goods wouldn’t even fly at the county fair
You win awards now gathering dust on a shelf
Basically, what you saw all for yourself
You could have more than your sweet bedroom eyes
But you’ve become what you built up as a disguise
Frustrated, she just wants to be appreciated
Emaciated, can’t survive emancipated
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