Katie Rupinski - Next Time Lyrics

So sweet you hold my hand
In the store, like we're married
You buy me gum, kiss my head
Sing my songs when our city gets too scary

I can't compete with other girls, oh their looks
Can't compete with oh their style
Yet I've got the model guy who should be with Barbie
Yea I got him on my speed dial

When you left, do I call
Do I text ooh now its fall
The leaves are dry, I've hit a wall

I just wanna know, do you still think about me
The way I think of you, when will you come home
We were so happy, what do I do
Time goes so slow, till the next time I see you

I pass our round and round on our little kiddie playground
The vision fades of your smile and your laugh
All that's left is just the sound

I can't compete with other girls, oh their looks
I can't compete with oh their style
And though you're far far away hanging with Barbie
I still got you on my speed dial

When you left, do I call
Do I text, do I call
The leaves are dry, I've hit a wall

I just wanna know, do you still think about me
The way I think of you, when will you come home
We were so happy, what do I do
Time goes so slow, till the next time I see you

I can't compete with other girls, oh their looks
I can't compete with oh their style
And though you're far far away hanging with Barbie
I still got you on my speed dial