Text Book

I guess you could call it text book

I was looking for the father I wanted back

And I thought I found it in Brentwood

It seemed only appropriate you'd easily have my back

And then there was the issue of her

I didn't even like myself or love the life I had

And there you were, with shinin' stars

Standin' blue, with open arms

You touched the detriment most of the friends I knew already had

You've got a Thunderbird

My daddy had one too

Let's rewrite history

I'll do this dance with you

You know I'm not that girl

You know I'll never be

Maybe just the way we're different could set me free

And there we were, screamin' Black Lives Matter

In a crowd, by the Old Man River

And I saw you saw who I am

God, I wish I was with my father

He could see us in all our splendor

All the things I couldn't want for him

I screamed for them

Oh, oh, oh

And screamed for them

Ah, ha-ah

Could we do this dance again?

Do you think if I go blonde

We could get our old love back?

I guess this is really the end

I never felt jealous before this year

But I'm jealous now

People say we're too much alike

But, maybe, finally, that'll make it right

In the end of all these sleepless nights

Other men I met felt right

Would smile at you and stick a knife

In your back; finally I met you, so I'm not wonderin' why

You've got a Thunderbird

My daddy had one too

Let's rewrite history

I'll do this dance with you

You know I'm not that girl

You know I'll never be

Maybe just the way we're different could set me free

And there we were, screamin' Black Lives Matter

In a crowd, by the Old Man River

And I saw you saw who I am

God, I wish I was with my father

He could see us in all our splendor

All the things I couldn't want for him

I screamed for them

Oh, oh, oh

And screamed for them

Ah, ha-ah

Old Man River keeps rollin'

With or without him

Old Man River keeps rollin'

Without him, oh, my old man

Old Man River keeps rollin', oh