Boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
I don't wanna hang around the graveyard
Waiting for something dead to come back
I know you think you got one up on me
Bet you can see something I can't
It's not love, it's just adornment
Bathroom wall graffiti,
A cliché sprayed on a t-shirt,
Fortune-cookie poetry
I don't wanna waste a high hanging around some place I never was
Of all the reasons to feel hateful
You're the best of them
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
I don't wanna hang around the graveyard
Waiting for something dead to come back
I know you think you got one up on me
Bet you can see something I can't
It's not love, it's just adornment
Bathroom wall graffiti
A cliché sprayed on a t-shirt
Fortune-cookie poetry
I don't wanna waste a high hanging around some place I never was
Of all the reasons to feel hateful
You're the best of them
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
I don't wanna hang around the graveyard
Waiting for something dead to come back
I know you think you got one up on me
Bet you can see something I can't
It's not love, it's just adornment
Bathroom wall graffiti,
A cliché sprayed on a t-shirt,
Fortune-cookie poetry
I don't wanna waste a high hanging around some place I never was
Of all the reasons to feel hateful
You're the best of them
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
I don't wanna hang around the graveyard
Waiting for something dead to come back
I know you think you got one up on me
Bet you can see something I can't
It's not love, it's just adornment
Bathroom wall graffiti
A cliché sprayed on a t-shirt
Fortune-cookie poetry
I don't wanna waste a high hanging around some place I never was
Of all the reasons to feel hateful
You're the best of them
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
You treat me like a boyfriend
Some dumb fucking boyfriend
You treat me like a boyfriend
Just some dumb fucking boyfriend
Lie to me, right through me
Lie to me, right through me
Credits
Writer(s): Adam David Willard, Thomas James Gabel, Marc Jacob Hudson, Cody Votolato
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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