Allison Ponthier

Skin

Allison Ponthier


She knows everything 'bout everything
And I know I know nothing at all
She's effortless, delicate
But tough enough to get in a brawl
Maybe she's hidin' a rabbit's foot
a clover or a crystal ball (Ball, ball, ball)
And I can't even hate her
she deserves the world and this song

I'd say, I wanna wear your skin just for a day
I wanna feel special for a change
I wanna be the shit, one little taste
Of all the thoughts that rattle your brain
I bet it's nothin', oh, I bet it's nothin' at all

I bet she doesn't cry in therapy
'Cause honestly hеr trauma sounds cool
She's got the luxury of sufferin' in a hеated infinity pool
She's the people's princess
pitchfork songstress and I'm a gross fly
on the wall (Wall, wall, wall)
Do I want her life or as a wife?
Well, here's what I would say if she called

I'd say, I wanna wear your skin just for a day
I wanna feel special for a change
I wanna be the shit, one little taste
Of all the thoughts that rattle your brain
I bet it's nothin', oh
I bet it's nothin' at all (Bet it's nothin' at all)
I wouldn't ever, oh, I wouldn't ever feel small

You wouldn't last a day, tou wouldn't make it
Crumble under the weight when we switch places
I'd be the golden child, the special favorite
You wouldn't know how good you got it until I take it

I'd say, I wanna wear your skin just for a day
I wanna feel special for a change
I wanna be the shit, one little taste
Of all the thoughts that rattle your brain
I bet it's nothin', oh
I bet it's nothin' at all (Bet it's nothin' at all)
I wouldn't ever, oh, I wouldn't ever feel small

Compositores: Allison Ponthier, Casey Smith & Gian Stone

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