BF
What the fuck?
Buy flowers, don't buy me flowers
Love letters, love me forever
Gentle, but make me a sinner
Promise you'll go slow
Break me or piece me together
Use me, but not for the pleasure
Show me there's nobody better
Taking me so close
Maybe love is just a curse
And it only makes it worse that you never put me first
Maybe love is just a word that you say to get to third
Fuck, you know I know the worth
I don't want to teach you how to be my boyfriend
You never work on what's assigned (oh-oh-oh-oh)
It's unfortunate, incapable of learning lessons
Let alone reading my mind
You jump the gun, I'm the bullet
Forced me to do, do you want it?
True love is not from your wallet
Where does your mind go
Are you thinking of me, or are you looking at her?
I got a lot up my sleeve, I'll write your name in the dirt
Boy, it's obvious you cannot build the pressure
So say you love me and I'll know it's just a gesture
Baby, all of it's a curse and it only makes it worse
That you'll never put me first
Maybe love is just a word that you say to get a third
Fuck, you I know I know the worth
I don't want to teach you how to be my boyfriend
You never work on what's assigned (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's unfortunate, incapable of learning lessons
Let alone reading my mind
Let alone reading my mind
Buy flowers, don't buy me flowers
Love letters, love me forever
Gentle, but make me a sinner
Promise you'll go slow
Break me or piece me together
Use me, but not for the pleasure
Show me there's nobody better
Taking me so close
Maybe love is just a curse
And it only makes it worse that you never put me first
Maybe love is just a word that you say to get to third
Fuck, you know I know the worth
I don't want to teach you how to be my boyfriend
You never work on what's assigned (oh-oh-oh-oh)
It's unfortunate, incapable of learning lessons
Let alone reading my mind
You jump the gun, I'm the bullet
Forced me to do, do you want it?
True love is not from your wallet
Where does your mind go
Are you thinking of me, or are you looking at her?
I got a lot up my sleeve, I'll write your name in the dirt
Boy, it's obvious you cannot build the pressure
So say you love me and I'll know it's just a gesture
Baby, all of it's a curse and it only makes it worse
That you'll never put me first
Maybe love is just a word that you say to get a third
Fuck, you I know I know the worth
I don't want to teach you how to be my boyfriend
You never work on what's assigned (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's unfortunate, incapable of learning lessons
Let alone reading my mind
Let alone reading my mind
Credits
Writer(s): Blake Stokes, Aliza Kate Barlow
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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