Conan Gray - Heather

^BbI still remember, third of December^Dm/A, me in your sweater You said it looked better on ^Gmme than it did you Only if you knew, ^Ebhow much I liked you But ^EbmI watch your eyes as she

^BbWalks by What a sight for ^Dm/Asore eyes, brighter than a ^Gmblue sky She's got you m^Ebesmerized while^Ebm I die

W^Bbhy would you ever kiss me? I'm ^Dm/Anot even half as pretty You ^Gmgave her your sweater, it's just polyester B^Ebut you like her better ^Ebm(Wish I were Heather)

W^Bbatch as she stands with her, holding your hand Put your ^Dm/Aarm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder But ^Gmhow could I hate her? She's such an angel B^Ebut then again, kinda^Ebm wish she were dead as she

^BbWalks by What a sight for ^Dm/Asore eyes, brighter than a ^Gmblue sky She's got you m^Ebesmerized while^Ebm I die

^BbWhy would you ever kiss me? I'm ^Dm/Anot even half as pretty You ^Gmgave her your sweater, it's just polyester But ^Ebyou like her better (^EbmI wish I were Heather)

^Bb(Oh) ^Dm/A Wish I were Heathe^Gmr (Oh^Eb, oh) ^Ebm Wish I were Heather

^BbWhy would you ever kiss me? I'm ^Dm/Anot even half as pretty You ^Gmgave her your sweater, it's just polyester But ^Ebyou like her better ^EbmWish I were