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