She looks so cute in your favorite sweater
But I promise you I would wear it better
I've been balling for a boy who's balling for a girl
He's giving her the world that's supposed to be mine
He's looking in her eyes,
hands moving up her thighs
It makes me wanna die,
that's supposed to be mine
You say you want her,
she's what you like But I wonder does she leave you satisfied
You take her places,
that must be nice You got me thinking I might be the jealous type
She
looks so cute in your favorite sweater
But I promise you I would wear it better
I've been balling for a boy who's balling for a girl
He's giving her the world that's supposed to be mine
He's looking in her eyes,
hands moving up her thighs It makes me wanna die,
that's supposed to be mine
That's supposed to be mine
Lips, eyes, supposed to be mine
Her,
wife,
supposed to be mine
Supposed to be mine
Supposed to be mine
Chapter 7 Falling for a boy who's falling for a girl
He's giving her the world that's supposed to be mine
He's looking in her eyes Hands moving up her thighs
It makes me wanna die That's supposed to be mine
That's supposed to be mine
Her lips, her waist, her hips, her laugh
That's supposed to be mine
That's supposed to be mine
That's supposed to be mine