Try Again

Don't really care if I ignored your reply
Don't double text yeah don't even try
There's no hard feelings I beg you don't cry
I'm a pretty little boy, I would never tell a white lie
I listen to riptide, do not kill the vibe
Girls just cannot hide, can't resist the smile
And they come flocking in and I don't even care
All I really care about is what goes in my hair

You can try again
But you won't get my ego back
Guess my odds have changed
If you're lucky i'll hit you up
Please dont play those games
I get bored pretty easy now
Guess those times have changed
I'm feeling good do not me ask how

It's getting hot, baby grab a towel
It seems to happen every time that i'm around
Stay a little longer if you wanna try come get me
The only thing ruining my looks is my acne
You went from 10 to a 4
Now pack your bags, head for the door
It's no offence, it's just what i thought
It's no biggie, she'll come back for more
Now she likes my style, she likes my hair (Okay)
Do i care, no i don't (Alright)
It's not ignorance, it's self-confidence
I'm happy on my own, I have no time for this
I'm tired of all the repetition
Every single conversation
Dragging out like spanish lessons
All the time i'm fucking snoring
It's boring when we text, let's make it fun
Let's speak face to face, maybe that's the sum

I'm so dapper and sexy, baby don't test me
I know u want a bite, im sweet, hot and tasty
Eat me up like a cornish steak pasty
Clean me up like a malnourished junkie
No girl for summer, that's okay
My boys are just the same, i don't need no babe
I'm not gay, let me just say
They don't need the attention that those girls all crave, god damn!

You can try again
But you won't get my ego back
Guess my odds have changed
If you're lucky i'll hit you up
Please dont play those games
I get bored pretty easy now
Guess those times have changed
I'm feeling good do not me ask how

Do i really wanna be all alone? (No i don't)
Do i really wanna try and get a hoe? (No i don't)
What's the problem? I'm struggling to understand
If i'm picky with my food or have a fucked pituitary gland

Ay, who are you really?
I wanna try see clearly, who I'm leaving
There's so many people who I just shrug off cheaply
You're just another one that fails to fulfill me

I know I'm a little bit mean and little bit ruthless
But you're not my type girl, I know you'll get through this
I'm too good for you, you'll never be my mistress
That's just a fact girl, don't be so serious

All these girls wanna try and give me head
I said shut up bitch, i'm watching Walking Dead
Following me around like motherfucking zombies
I'm just waiting for another tanned skinned cutie

You can try again
But you won't get my ego back
Guess my odds have changed
If you're lucky i'll hit you up
Please dont play those games
I get bored pretty easy now
Guess those times have changed
I'm feeling good do not me ask how



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Train
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