Prada Knock-off
A knock-off’s not hard to see,
Especially when it’s one of me.
A cheap version of what we had.
I’m not pretending,
I never lost it, like you did.
You know she’s not me,
And I’ll never meet my match
Because she’s just a Prada knock-off.
She misses you, she loves you.
A baby, all on her own.
Similar hair, similar life.
Yet she’s just a little lie.
There’s no length I won’t go,
I never lost it, like you did,
You know she’s not me,
And I’ll never meet my match
Because she’s just a Prada knock-off.
I know what you want,
Let’s face it, I know
You better than you.
Indications, hold it right there.
Grasp my hand,
Remember the touch,
A knock-off doesn’t come close.
I’ll bit my lip soon.
We’ve been through so much,
And though I’m gone
You linger in my thoughts.
Replace me, Retrace me,
But she’s just a Prada knock-off.