I Wish (My Taylor Swift) - The Knocks, Matthew Koma, Louis The Child

Most girls don’t tick all of the boxes

More baggage than my LA ex and don’t know who The Knocks is

Most girls are made-in-China plastics

Over-the-counter counterfeits, emotional gymnastics

It’s summertime in Los Angeles

Breathing easy on the sand 'til the sunburn hits

In the studio with Dan, dedicating my lips

To the girl I’m gonna man

Hell, we’re gonna be famous

Come on and roll me up the sun

Cause I’m on one

I wish I could find my Taylor Swift

Be bad as hell, take no one’s shit

She’d be a boss and so legit

I, I, I, I

I wish I could find my sweet escape

We could drink pink lemonade

And stay in bed and dream away

I, I, I, I

I wish

Most girls are beautiful in pictures

They’re smoke-and-mirror Juliets, they’re Penn and Teller sisters

Yeah, most girls are post-traumatic stresses

My fight or flight is up all night untangling their messes

Like summertime in Los Angeles

Breathing easy on the sand til the sunburn hits

In the studio with Dan, dedicating my lips

To the girl I’m gonna man

Hell, we’re gonna be famous

Come on and roll me up the sun

Cause I’m on one

I wish I could find my Taylor Swift

Be bad as hell, take no one’s shit

She’d be a boss and so legit

I, I, I, I

Yeah, I wish I could find my sweet escape

We could drink pink lemonade

And stay in bed and dream away

I, I, I, I

I wish

And all the valley girls will come

With me and Ringo on the drums

Yeah, I’m on one

I wish I could find my Taylor Swift

Be bad as hell, take no one’s shit

She’d be a boss and so legit

I, I, I, I

Yeah, I wish I could find my sweet escape

We could drink pink lemonade

And stay in bed and dream away

I, I, I, I

I wish