boy problems
Don't ask why
I stayed here with him
I gave him the win
And he told me lies
That he'd always stay
He played the right games
And I've been here before
They use me for sex
Then leave me for dead
And I walk out the door
With wide open arms
With less of a heart
And I can't fight it
There's no man out there
Who just wants to care
And I can't help it
They kiss me goodnight
Then they pray on my mind
I got
I got
Boy problems
I got
I got
Boy problems
(Yah) I got boy problems
Yah I try to hide them
My heart was gold
But now it's just cold
You turned me to stone
And I came back
Back from the dead
With vengeance I kept
And my poor dark soul
Reads between the lines
Has no tears to cry
And now I
I'm the one who hurts the boys inside
Now they can see
What they did to me
And I breathe all their air
I don't really share
Who I really am
Yah I don't let them in
Yah they made me so picky
They made me so mean
Now I'm taking control
I block them off my phone
I can't find it
There's no man out there
Who just wants to care
And I can't help it
I kiss them goodnight
Then I pray on their mind
I got
I got
Boy problems
I got
I got
Boy problems
Boy problems
Boy problems
I got boy problems
Yah I try to hide them
Now they can see
What they did to me yah
I stayed here with him
I gave him the win
And he told me lies
That he'd always stay
He played the right games
And I've been here before
They use me for sex
Then leave me for dead
And I walk out the door
With wide open arms
With less of a heart
And I can't fight it
There's no man out there
Who just wants to care
And I can't help it
They kiss me goodnight
Then they pray on my mind
I got
I got
Boy problems
I got
I got
Boy problems
(Yah) I got boy problems
Yah I try to hide them
My heart was gold
But now it's just cold
You turned me to stone
And I came back
Back from the dead
With vengeance I kept
And my poor dark soul
Reads between the lines
Has no tears to cry
And now I
I'm the one who hurts the boys inside
Now they can see
What they did to me
And I breathe all their air
I don't really share
Who I really am
Yah I don't let them in
Yah they made me so picky
They made me so mean
Now I'm taking control
I block them off my phone
I can't find it
There's no man out there
Who just wants to care
And I can't help it
I kiss them goodnight
Then I pray on their mind
I got
I got
Boy problems
I got
I got
Boy problems
Boy problems
Boy problems
I got boy problems
Yah I try to hide them
Now they can see
What they did to me yah
Credits
Writer(s): Nikolas Papas
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