Stupid Boys Songtext
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Stupid Boys Songtext
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Breaking into my sister′s house
You're so high, you tried to take my couch
Restraining order keeps you away
Throw it over my fence? No way
Stop baloney, I′m a brand new car
You always take your life way too far
Take a picture of a pile of bills
Just enough to feed your cheap thrills
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Be a dick and call it art (Oh)
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Getting high in a parking lot
Got so baked that you called the cops
Try to rebound with my best friend
I saw you slide into her DMs
Get a tattoo of my first name
Cross it out, tell me I'm lame
Did you think I would let this go?
Call your mom to come take you home
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Be a dick and call it art
Never wanna see you again
Okay, I guess we'll be friends
And now you′re showing up at my front door
′Kay, we can watch one more show
I swear then you gotta go
Then act like we never met before
Wait, I don't remember the way it goes
(Oh) Stupid boys with broken hearts
(Oh) Stupid boys with broken hearts
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Breaking into my sister′s house
You're so high, you tried to take my couch
Restraining order keeps you away
Throw it over my fence? No way
Stop baloney, I′m a brand new car
You always take your life way too far
Take a picture of a pile of bills
Just enough to feed your cheap thrills
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Be a dick and call it art (Oh)
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Getting high in a parking lot
Got so baked that you called the cops
Try to rebound with my best friend
I saw you slide into her DMs
Get a tattoo of my first name
Cross it out, tell me I'm lame
Did you think I would let this go?
Call your mom to come take you home
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Be a dick and call it art
Never wanna see you again
Okay, I guess we'll be friends
And now you′re showing up at my front door
′Kay, we can watch one more show
I swear then you gotta go
Then act like we never met before
Wait, I don't remember the way it goes
(Oh) Stupid boys with broken hearts
(Oh) Stupid boys with broken hearts
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Writer(s): Tom Peyton, Ryan A Spraker, Jennifer Clavin, Jessica Clavin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
