Song About Me - TV Girl

Song About Me

TV Girl

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04:03

Song Introduction

"Song About Me" by TV Girl is a captivating track that blends indie pop with lo-fi aesthetics, characteristic of the band's unique sound. Released as part of their [specific album, if known], the song features infectious melodies, nostalgic samples, and introspective lyrics that explore themes of love and self-discovery. TV Girl's ability to create emotionally resonant music shines through in this piece, making it a favorite among fans. Whether you're new to TV Girl or a long-time listener, "Song About Me" is a standout addition to their impressive discography.

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Lyric

I asked you a question, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

I heard that you heard that I was writing songs about you

That I was bad-mouthing your name in some shitty bar somewhere

You know how I love these biased, one-sided conversations

So let's discuss the whos, the whys, the whens, the hows, the wheres

But who really cares?

If it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

If it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

To begin with (and you don't know why)

(Keep the chaos 'cause you don't know why)

If it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

If it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

To begin with (and you don't know why)

(Keep the chaos 'cause you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

And I remember her bent over and knowing that it was the last time

You know the end is near if she only lets you fuck at night

And when she finally came even though she faked it

It was much appreciated

At least she had the decency to try to make a sound that she thought I'd like

But it's alright

'Cause it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

'Cause it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

To begin with (and you don't know why)

(And you don't know why)

'Cause it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

'Cause it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

To begin with (and you don't know why)

(Keep the chaos 'cause you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I heard your song, but I wasn't impressed

So, you got your feels hurt and now you're feeling depressed

Just because we had sex and it didn't last?

Now you want revenge, you wanna put me on blast?

Don't make me laugh, remember all those girls you played

With all the lies you told back in the day to get laid?

An excuse for Suzie, you got a story for Lori

And all those other girls you only called when you were horny

So yeah, it's nothing that you didn't do first

The only difference is that you probably did it worse

So look at the big bad soldier

Declaring holy war on every girl who didn't mean to fuck him over

But karma's a bitch for hypocrites who kiss and tell

And talk shit about girls who only wished him well

So if you wanna chat, just stick to the facts and get at me

From Russia with love, Maddie

(And you don't know why, and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a-, why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

Why'd-why'd you have to make a- (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me?

- It's already the end -