Melanie Martinez Lyrics

Race

Sweet sweet hold you gently have over me

Caught me with your eyes and lips like sweet honey

Too bad I'm not as sweet as her honey tastes

Cause the average girl simply won that race

That race you kept on giving me

Left me hanging wanting more till you broke free

Bet shes sweet but not as sweet as I could've been

girls like her come and go like the boring wind

But I'm the type that stays

with your heart and my heart in many different ways

I call you making sure that you're alright in the day or in the middle of the night

sorry if that isn't good enough

confusion has become a little rough

and I'll be on you like the clothes you wear

and run my fingers through your curled gelled hair

but for now ill let the race be won by the girl without a boy at home

Hands so purple

from the knuckle aches

it's 'cause they

create fragile hearts to break

But a player, will soon see that

his karma goes bad

when the girl that he wants

stabs him in the back...

But, I'm the type that stays

your heart and mine

are different ways

I call you, makin' sure your alright

in the day

or the middle of the night

Sorry if that isn't good enough

confusion has become a little rough

And I'd be on you like the clothes you wear

and run my fingers through your curled gel hair

But for now

I'll let the race be won

by the girl, without a boy at home