Sad Girl Summer - Maisie Peters

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

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

Traveling 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

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

Traveling 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

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

Traveling 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

Let it go