Addison Rae lyrics

[Intro]
Let me be like, “She’s got blond hair just like—
It’s brown!”
And the song starts

[Chorus]
She’s got blond hair just like Addison Rae
Brown eyes, butterflies, yeah, when she looks at me
And I know she’s got demons up in her brain
But I think I like it, yeah, I think I like it

[Verse 1]
I know I should keep my distance
But she keeps pulling me in, pulling me in
She don’t need no photo-filter
She’s like a movie to me, I need on repeat
She’s got my heart in her hands, and she don’t understand
She keeps choking out my oxygen
And when she puts on a smile, got some drip in her style
I know she ain’t ever playing pretend

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’m just a boy who don’t know any better
Who am I to think that I can save her?
She’s just a girl who wears a striped sweater
Lost in this world, thinks that love can save her again
[Chorus]
She’s got blond hair just like Addison Rae
Brown eyes, butterflies, yeah, when she looks at me
And I know she’s got demons up in her brain
But I think I like it, yeah, I think I like it

[Post-Chorus]
I know I can’t be everything you wanted
I’m sick of this town, it makes me want to vomit
I wish I could leave, you keep me feeling haunted
But I think I like it, yeah, I think I like it

[Verse 2]
Cigarettes, smoking by the bedside
Burned a mark, left a scar, tore me up inside
911, help, I need a lifeline
She’s a god, falling hard, but I don’t mind

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’m just a boy who don’t know any better
Who am I to think that I can save her?
She’s just a girl who wears a striped sweater
Lost in this world, thinks that love can save her

[Chorus]
She’s got blond hair just like Addison Rae
Brown eyes, butterflies, yeah, when she looks at me
And I know she’s got demons up in her brain
But I think I like it, yeah, I think I like it
[Post-Chorus]
I know I can’t be everything you wanted
I’m sick of this town, it makes me want to vomit
I wish I could leave, you keep me feeling haunted
But I think I like it, yeah, I think I like it

[Outro]
Blond hair just like Addison Rae
Brown eyes, butterflies, yeah, when she looks at me
And I know she’s got demons up in her brain
But I think I like it, yeah, I think I like it