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Childhood picket fence, smells like confidence Raised with a little more common sense Isn't always on defense Sits up straight and knows how to take a compliment Jealous but the right amount Isn't scared of missing out, missing outs scared of missing her, yeah Doesn't buy things to fill voids Doesn't hate the sound of her own voice If the me I am Walked out that door That's the kind of woman I'd leave me for Doesn't cry when someone leaves Isn't contradictory Mind takes a break when she falls asleep Always takes her own advice Crosses T's and cuts her ties Figured out sympathize from empathize Doesn't keep those letters in a drawer Doesn't keep a closet full of things she bought and never wore Gives all her attention to the people that are with her She still loves to dance She still loves her sister If the me I am Letras de cancionesWalked out that door That's the kind of woman I'd leave me for Jealous but the right amount Isn't scared of missing out, missing outs scared of missing her, yeah Doesn't buy things to fill voids Doesn't hate the sound of her own voice If the me I am Walked out that door Would I miss her? Maybe, a little bit, sure Oh, I love myself, but I'd love her more Yeah, that's the kind of woman I'd leave me for From Letras Mania