My pretty boy with a bad taste
he’s kind, sweet and nice
is he always playing hard to get?
or perhaps with me, he’s just shy.
In my own maze where I’m stuck
can’t find my usual self anymore
92% of the time he’s in my head
weekends are double worth waiting for.
“Keep it lowkey”, but I think I’ve gone mad
so is he, for waiting on her
they say “you desire what you can’t have”
that’s what we are: a fool and a dreamer.
Ending up falling for you
was the worst choice I’ve ever made
so before my feelings fade
look at me, just this one time.
Lyrics by ᴊᴜʟɪᴇʏᴛʜᴇ1sᴛ
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