Boy, You Shouldn't Have
Boy you should've have watched me hang
The way my face looked
(way his face looked)
Unlike a man
(unlike a man)
Girl you shouldn't have watched him drown
The way his hands waved
(way his hands waved)
Without a sound
(without a sound)
Kids you should probably cover your eyes
(kids you should probably cover your eres)
Cause this might come as
(this might come as)
Too much surprise
And my curiosity
(it's too much)
(it's too much for him)
Has become way too much for me
(it'll probably kill him)
And my curiosity
(it's too much)
(it's too much for him)
Has become way too much for me
(it'll probably kill him)
Damn i shouldn't have visited that house
Folks say they
(folks say they)
Still have my old couch
(still have my old couch)
And my curiosity
Has become way too much for me
And my curiosity
Has become way too much for me
And if you'd like to ring my life
I'll leave out all of that ugly strife
And if you could teach me
How to not care
How to not care
(wouldn't you like to know)
How to not care
(i'll never tell you)
How to not care
(wouldn't you like to know)
How to not care
(i'll never tell you)
How to not care
(wouldn't you like to know)
How to not care
(i'll never tell you)
The way my face looked
(way his face looked)
Unlike a man
(unlike a man)
Girl you shouldn't have watched him drown
The way his hands waved
(way his hands waved)
Without a sound
(without a sound)
Kids you should probably cover your eyes
(kids you should probably cover your eres)
Cause this might come as
(this might come as)
Too much surprise
And my curiosity
(it's too much)
(it's too much for him)
Has become way too much for me
(it'll probably kill him)
And my curiosity
(it's too much)
(it's too much for him)
Has become way too much for me
(it'll probably kill him)
Damn i shouldn't have visited that house
Folks say they
(folks say they)
Still have my old couch
(still have my old couch)
And my curiosity
Has become way too much for me
And my curiosity
Has become way too much for me
And if you'd like to ring my life
I'll leave out all of that ugly strife
And if you could teach me
How to not care
How to not care
(wouldn't you like to know)
How to not care
(i'll never tell you)
How to not care
(wouldn't you like to know)
How to not care
(i'll never tell you)
How to not care
(wouldn't you like to know)
How to not care
(i'll never tell you)
Credits
Writer(s): Caila Thompson-hannant, Rory Seydel, Nathan Gage, Jonathan Crellin
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