Carol Ades - I Can’t Wait to Be British lyrics
[Carol Ades - I Can’t Wait to Be British lyrics]
Told myself I’d get tattoos if I
Just had a flatter stomach
Said that I’d experiment
But only when I went to college
Yesterday I ate too much
Today I think I’ll skip my dinner
Yeah, I know I’m talented
But not as good as Phoebe Bridgers
Nothing ever really makes sense
I don’t want it all to make sense
Nothing ever really makes sense
I don’t like it when it makes sense
Dumb girl, do you know what you’re saying?
Don’t talk so that I can explain to you
I know that you think that you’d
Bе hotter with an English accent
Sad girl, don’t you know you’re not happy?
Brеak down, baby, that’s just a part of you
You’re so smart, but you sound crazy
Looking for the answer, saying
"I can't wait to be British"
I swear I have my mother's eyes
And share her sense of self-delusion
She never saw how beautiful she is
And it was so confusing
Nothing like invisible and made-up rules
You learn to follow once I get to London
I’ll pretend that I do not have problems
‘Cause nothing ever really makes sense
And I don’t want it all to make sense
Nothing ever really makes sense
I don’t like it when it makes sense
Dumb girl, do you know what you’re saying?
Don’t talk so that I can explain to you
I know that you think that you’d
Be hotter with an English accent
Sad girl, don’t you know you’re not happy?
Break down, baby, that’s just a part of you
You’re so smart, but you sound crazy
Looking for the answer, saying
"I can't wait to be British"
When you say that "I can't
Wait to be British"
I’ll be happy, and pretty, and charming
And skinny
Totally rich with my very own money
I’ll be so successful, and humble, and lucky
My boyfriend will love me and
Think that I’m funny
Sound like I’m wiser and
Look like I’m younger
Probably be better friends with my mother
I won’t be afraid of myself or the end
Even though what I say doesn’t make any sense
Nothing we say makes sense nothing we say
Nothing we say makes sense
Nothing we say makes sense
Just had a flatter stomach
Said that I’d experiment
But only when I went to college
Yesterday I ate too much
Today I think I’ll skip my dinner
Yeah, I know I’m talented
But not as good as Phoebe Bridgers
Nothing ever really makes sense
I don’t want it all to make sense
Nothing ever really makes sense
I don’t like it when it makes sense
Dumb girl, do you know what you’re saying?
Don’t talk so that I can explain to you
I know that you think that you’d
Bе hotter with an English accent
Sad girl, don’t you know you’re not happy?
Brеak down, baby, that’s just a part of you
You’re so smart, but you sound crazy
Looking for the answer, saying
"I can't wait to be British"
I swear I have my mother's eyes
And share her sense of self-delusion
She never saw how beautiful she is
And it was so confusing
Nothing like invisible and made-up rules
You learn to follow once I get to London
I’ll pretend that I do not have problems
‘Cause nothing ever really makes sense
And I don’t want it all to make sense
Nothing ever really makes sense
I don’t like it when it makes sense
Dumb girl, do you know what you’re saying?
Don’t talk so that I can explain to you
I know that you think that you’d
Be hotter with an English accent
Sad girl, don’t you know you’re not happy?
Break down, baby, that’s just a part of you
You’re so smart, but you sound crazy
Looking for the answer, saying
"I can't wait to be British"
When you say that "I can't
Wait to be British"
I’ll be happy, and pretty, and charming
And skinny
Totally rich with my very own money
I’ll be so successful, and humble, and lucky
My boyfriend will love me and
Think that I’m funny
Sound like I’m wiser and
Look like I’m younger
Probably be better friends with my mother
I won’t be afraid of myself or the end
Even though what I say doesn’t make any sense
Nothing we say makes sense nothing we say
Nothing we say makes sense
Nothing we say makes sense