Conan Gray - Heather

^CI still remember, third of December, ^Emme in your sweater You said it looked better on ^Amme than it did you Only if you knew, ^Fmaj7how much I liked you But ^FmI watch your eyes as she

^CWalks by What a sight for ^Emsore eyes, brighter than a ^Amblue sky She's got you mes^Fmaj7merized while ^Fm*I die

^CWhy would you ever kiss me? I'm ^Emnot even half as pretty You ^Amgave her your sweater, it's just polyester But ^Fmaj7you like her better ^Fm*Wish I were Heather

^CWatch as she stands with her, holding your hand Put your ^Emarm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder But ^Amhow could I hate her? She's such an angel ^Fmaj7But then again, kinda ^Fmwish she were dead as she

^CWalks by What a sight for ^Emsore eyes, brighter than a ^Amblue sky She's got you mes^Fmaj7merized while ^Fm*I die

^CWhy would you ever kiss me? I'm ^Emnot even half as pretty You ^Amgave her your sweater, it's just polyester But ^Fmaj7you like her better ^Fm*Wish I were Heather

^COoh, ^Em Wish I were Heather ^AmOoh ^{Fmaj7 Fm}Wish I were Heather

^CWhy would you ever kiss me? I'm ^Emnot even half as pretty You ^Amgave her your sweater, it's just polyester But ^Fmaj7you like her better ^Fm*Wish I were