Boys
I'd say eat my heart out, but it's already done
Cause that's the type of thing that I find thrilling unhinged fun
Then I throw it on a platter, so it becomes more clear
Before any common sense can permeate it disappears
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
Boys
Boys
Oh my endearing little heart
Hopeless romantic from the start
Yet none I've met have fit the bill
So I keep going for the kill
My hearts been struck by cupid's arrow
Which would mean that I should narrow down
My choices, stir the pot
Now I just do it for the plot
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
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Boys
I'd say eat my heart out, but it's already done
Cause that's the type of thing that I find thrilling unhinged fun
Then I throw it on a platter, so it becomes more clear
Before any common sense can permeate it disappears
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
Boys
Boys
Oh my endearing little heart
Hopeless romantic from the start
Yet none I've met have fit the bill
So I keep going for the kill
My hearts been struck by cupid's arrow
Which would mean that I should narrow down
My choices, stir the pot
Now I just do it for the plot
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
I'd say eat my heart out, but it's already done
Cause that's the type of thing that I find thrilling unhinged fun
Then I throw it on a platter, so it becomes more clear
Before any common sense can permeate it disappears
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
Boys
Boys
Oh my endearing little heart
Hopeless romantic from the start
Yet none I've met have fit the bill
So I keep going for the kill
My hearts been struck by cupid's arrow
Which would mean that I should narrow down
My choices, stir the pot
Now I just do it for the plot
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I cross my heart
And hope to die
If the one I want
Cannot be mine
I admit they're good
I admit they do it well
Every single victim locks me tight beneath their spell
I don't care to hide it
Cause nothing else is new
The emotions that I wear on my sleeve love to come through
Like a child inside a playpen, so fond of their new toys
Nothing drives me crazier than boys
Writer: vayda otti
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