High Horse

She is fiction
She’s a curse
She’s a pretty thing on a high, high shelf
You’ve got your eyes open
You know your worth
But there’s so many things you want for yourself
We get what we deserve
We never really learn
I keep tallies
I keep score
I’m a petty thing on a high, high horse
You’ve got your mouth open
I hold my tongue
There’s so many things that we can’t ignore
We get what we deserve
We never really learn, or do we?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
You’re a sweetheart
You’re a curse
You’re a passing grade on a low, low bar
You’ve got your eyes open
I know your worth
But I’ve got so many things in my hungry, hungry heart
We get what we deserve, don’t we?
We never really learn, or do we?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
You are never gonna change her mind, so don’t try
You are never gonna change her mind, so don’t try
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?
I’m done thinking about it
You’re never gonna get what you want
So why feel guilty about it?