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Sara Bareilles

4 Stars

 

4 Stars

(album: Girls5eva - 2021)


We're gonna start fresh, take a couple new steps
And wear our comfortable shoes
(These are comfortable, I have Barbie feet)
Look at our history, there is no mystery
The problem here was you
Take off the filter from the photograph
And look who it is you see
It isn't perfect, so what's wrong with that?
The best things in life are free
(That's why rich people never carry wallets)

So what if we risk it all and tried?
Knowing we might fall, but we might fly
Who cares what they say? We're gonna do it our way
Like Sinatra or Burger king
Five stars is a lie
Nobody's perfect, so then why try?
Unless it's out of ten, five stars is pretend
Let's wear our imperfection

We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars
We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars

I may not be stronger than the best
But I've got a diamond heart inside my chest
I've got a lot to learn, but that's pretty cool
Already graduated salad school
I'm done with playing it cool, don't always agree
And I kinda liked high school
There, I said it, I don't regret it
Women are an ocean of secrets

We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars
We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars

I've held my tongue too many times
And that's a different kind of gum disease
Like delicious bread, I'm ready to rise
I'm even better as the real me
Okay, I'll finally let you see that I'm perfectly imperfectly me
I am a work in progress, I'm not finished yet
I'll put my Renaissance on the Internet

So what if we risked it all and tried?
Knowing we might fall but we might fly

We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars
We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars
Coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars
We're coming up, coming up, coming up, coming up four stars

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