They always wanna make out in the backseat
1975 CD on repeat
And how I ended up here again I don't know
They still live with their parents so we can't go there
I'm always undecided, do I really care?
That moment when they lean in oh god here we go
It's always the boys with the beanies
It's always the ones with the broken hearts
It's a type, It doesn't matter who they really are
They're just the boys that kiss you in their car
They'll tell you about everything that they hate
And somehow bring up everyone that they've dated
But the worst is when they start talking about their band
(It's just a shitty little boy band)
And even when they show up with a sexy accent
You still don't wanna hear them ask to lean your seat back
And NO!
I still don't wanna hear about your band
It's always the boys with the beanies
It's always the ones with the broken hearts
It's a type, It doesn't matter who they really are
They're just the boys that kiss you in their car
It doesnt matter who they really are
They're just the boys who kiss you in their car
It doesnt matter who they really are
It doesnt matter who they really are
It's always the boys with the beanies
It's always the ones with the broken hearts
It's a type, It doesn't matter who they really are
They're just the boys that kiss you in their car
And they only type in lowercase
They never take you to their place
They tell you they could love you but the next day they're asking for space
Yeah they'll wake up on Tuesday forget your face
It doesn't matter who they really are
So add another tally mark the next time that you meet someone
Who you'll only let kiss you so the date will be done
No surprise it's a type
It doesn't matter who they really are
They're just the boys that kiss you in their car
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