Brooklyn Boy

I guess I did it all to myself
I went stalking your Instagram
Looked for answers and well
Found what I wish I wouldn't have
My friends say I dodged a bullet
then why's it feel like it hit
You barely even know me
So how can I feel like this

Yeah, Brooklyn Boy
Why do you have to do it so well?
You play it cool
You're always all about yourself
Brooklyn Boy
You're driving me insane
Brooklyn Boy, b-b-b Brooklyn Boy

You go out every night
Do this all the time
While I been fixated on someone to find
Now you're rent-free in my mind
If you're a red flag then I'm blind

Brooklyn Boy
Why do you have to do it so well?
You play it cool
You're always all about yourself
Brooklyn Boy
You're driving me insane
Brooklyn Boy, b-b-b Brooklyn Boy

You're always on my feed
Like a playboy, so naive
Played your cards right
Walked on a fine line
You're always on my screen
Girls are falling at your feet
You like the attention
Ignoring my mention

Brooklyn Boy
Why do you have to do it so well?
You play it cool
You're always all about yourself
Brooklyn Boy
You're driving me insane
Brooklyn Boy, b-b-b Brooklyn Boy

Brooklyn Boy
Why do you have to do it so well?
You play it cool
You're always all about yourself
Brooklyn Boy
You're driving me insane
Brooklyn Boy
Love me a Brooklyn Boy

You're always on my feed
Like a playboy, so naive
Played your cards right
Walked on a fine line
You're always on my screen
Girls are falling at your feet
You like the attention
Ignoring my mention

Brooklyn Boy, why do you?
Brooklyn Boy, why do you?
B-b-b Brooklyn Boy, why do you?



Credits
Writer(s): Collin Roberts, Carolina Zapata, Aurora Wild
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