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I still remember third of December
Me in your sweater, you said it looked better
On me, than it did you, only if you knew
How much I liked you, but I watch your eyes
As he walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
He's got you mesmerized
While I die
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
He gave you his sweater
It's just polyester
But you like him better
Wish I were Hunter
Watch as he stands with you holding his hand
Puts his arm 'round your shoulder,
now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate him? He's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish he were dead
As he walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than a blue sky
He's got you mesmerized
While I die
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
He gave you his sweater
It's just polyester
But you like him better
I wish I were Hunter
Wish I were Hunter
(Oh, oh)
Wish I were Hunter
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
He gave you his sweater
It's just polyester
But you like him better
Wish I were