"Her" lyrics

Guilty pleasure
Know you met her last November
You're together
But boy I bet I know her better

I don't ever think about you, like never
All I think about
Is who you're holding now

And I'm up all night
I stare at her pictures
Lose my mind again
Cause I'll never be her
Her
So I close my eyes
I'm biting my fingers
Fantasize about what it's like to be her
Her
Oh, I wanna be

Don't be flattered
Boy you're still a whole disaster
How you have her
That's a question only god can answer

Perfect hair, designer clothes
Far away, but I feel close
All I think about
Is what she's doing now

And I'm up all night
I stare at her pictures
Lose my mind again
Cause I'll never be her
Her
So I close my eyes
I'm biting my fingers
Fantasize about what it's like to be her
Her
Oh, I wanna be
Oh, I wanna be
Oh, I wanna be

Baby she's so pretty
Yeah just fucking kill me
Baby she's so pretty
Yeah just fucking kill me