Seven years old, every Saturday
Barbie gymnastics in the computer room of your house
Willing you to look at me as I sat in your bedroom
And listened to your favourite song
You climbed out your window

Seventeen years later and I think about you
Almost once a week cause you’re always on my feed
You’re graduating and you’re modelling
And you’re thirst trapping on TikTok
I wonder if you remember, do you remember me?

All these years I’ve kept, no word from you
I'm starting to doubt you ever knew me
But it’s not your fault
That all I ever learned from you
Was how to forget the ones who loved me

Fifteen years old and your tongue is in my mouth
And I guess this is how it’s supposed to be
You pull away and you tell me to shave
So my body feels better for you and I do

All these years I’ve kept, no world from you
I'm starting to doubt you ever loved me
But it’s not your fault
That all I ever learned from you
Was how to control the ones who loved me