Pink Champagne

Lyrics
Top it off, a white carnation I borrow my mother's clutch Thinking the grass could be greener at last Now that I'm all grown up But expectation and idle'll be the death of me In a dress to kill and a glass to fill I wasn't ready, but I didn't fight Pink champagne tastes the same I don't want to feel this way Looking back, it was such a dumb idea Five girls in the same colored dress Book a honeymoon and find yourself thinking "My life is a perfect mess" 'Cause when you're far from the phone I start feeling at home where I am Thinking the grass would be greener at last If I were on my own Pink champagne tastes the same I don't want to feel this I don't want to feel this way Everybody's saying, "If I were you..." 'Cause now you're such a good judge When it comes to love And everybody's thinking they know me and you Oh, I can be cruel So can you Pink champagne tastes the same And I don't want to feel this I don't want to feel this I don't want to feel this way Pink champagne tastes the same I don't want to feel this I don't want to feel this I don't want to feel this way
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Credits
- Writers
- Kathleen Edwards
- John Roderick