she wore her cherry hair in pigtails
always had gel pens in her pencil case
with freckles that painted over her face
her aura never failed
she walked down a lone road
often found herself in trouble
never feared being alone
she couldn't take the hustle
candace, oh dear candace
how's life so unfair to someone so romantic?
least you got your gel pens and your canvas
now go make something that's better than this shit
with eyes as blue as the ocean
a heart as big as a field
smells like spa luxury's love potion
her broken heart will be healed
candace, oh dear candace
how's life so unfair to someone so romantic?
least you got your gel pens and your canvas
now go make something that's better than this shit