Released on July 13, 2018

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[Verse 1]

Pretty wings, you're the prettiest thing

You're like Parker Posey in a magazine

With faded jeans and a crop top back in ninety-three

I wanna be your dressed in black

Your dark star with the backwards hat

I'm gonna write a book and put your name on every page

Every page


[Chorus]

Hey, pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad, sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with a raven

Now I'm underneath the willows hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song


[Verse 2]

I was a desert, honey, you were the sand

I was a bird, baby, you were the branch

And I flew into the blue and watched those flowers die

It wasn't much, just everything

You could've sat right there and got high with me

But you fell asleep and your dreamin' brought the nightmares

Brought the nightmares


[Chorus]

Hey, pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad, sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with a raven

Now I'm underneath the willows hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song


[Chorus]

Hey, pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad, sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with a raven

Now I'm underneath the willows hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down


[Outro]

Pretty little mockingbird

Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song

“You’re like Parker Posey in a magazine”
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Parker Posey is an American actress and musician born and raised in the south. She was labelled “Queen of the Indies” for starring in a succession of independent films throughout the 1990s, which is reflected in the following line about style in “ninety-three.”