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