Sad Girl Summer - Maisie Peters

Composed by：Andrew Haas/Ian Franzino/Maisie Peters/Steph Jones

One of us was married

To an ex-marine with a blonde down the block he

Said commitment's scary

Then he left her alone with a house and a dog so

So she ran to Daddy

And he said "That man's a loser call your friends up"

And we pulled a chair up

Oh-oh oh-oh

Pass your phone to the right

To the right

Text an ex-love goodbye

It's another sad girl summer

Flowers on the side of the road

Travellin' beside each other

No one has to dance on their own

Oh oh so

Take my hand and

Lose his number

You don't have to have another sad girl summer

Raise your glass let it go

One of us is messy

She got dumped by "he-who-won't-be-mentioned"

She's vodka-coke unsteady

So we're secretly staging an intervention

Change your shoes get ready

That boy is such a loser put your hair up

And she pulls a chair up

Oh-oh oh-oh

Pass your phone to the right

To the right

Text an ex-love goodbye

It's another sad girl summer

Flowers on the side of the road

Travellin' beside each other

No one has to dance on their own

Oh oh so

Take my hand and

Lose his number

You don't have to have another sad girl summer

Raise your glass let it go

La la-la la

La la-la la

La la-la la la-la-la-la

La la-la la

La la-la la

La la-la la la-la-la-la

Find your lip gloss

Blow a kiss

Forget the boy ever existed

Find your lip gloss

Blow a kiss

Forget the boy ever existed

Pass your phone to the right

To the right

Text an ex-love goodbye

It's another sad girl summer

Flowers on the side of the road

On the side on the side of the road

Travellin' beside each other

No one has to dance on their own

Oh oh so

Take my hand and

Take my hand

Lose his number

Lose his number

You don't have to have another sad girl summer

Oh oh oh

Raise your glass let it go

Let it go