Bad boy sitting in his room
Tryna get high
Kiss the girls
Don’t make them cry
Look at him sitting on the sea floor
Doesn’t wanna live in his skin no more
Tryna get high
Kiss the girls
Don’t make them cry
Look at him sitting on the sea floor
Doesn’t wanna live in his skin no more
I thought I lost myself
I never understood me very well
Once I met a girl and our hearts turned black
Once I’ve said goodbye
I never come back
Am I being too much?
Little boy with a crush
I know I made that movie
I know I made that movie
But I hardly ever cry
I wanna when I’m sad
But my eyes stay dry
I don’t care about your past
You give me butterflies
And nothing you could do
Could make the butterflies die
You’re a freak
You’re just like me
And I would like to keep you company
It’s your voice
It’s the way you move
Will you stay?
Because I want you to
We’re the king and queen of self-doubt
(Just tryna figure it out)
You make me wanna be a better man
Not good enough - that’s just what I am
You look so perfect on your pedestal
I hate myself (I live for you)
Am I being too much?
Little boy with a crush
Just tryna figure it out
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