Music: Carly McCllelan/Luke Wild/Jerome Potter
New York boy in the grass
Blue eyes, black hair all slicked back
You always look so cool
But you already know that
I'll make it work if I want to
You're the nice guy
I'm the problem
I'll make you hurt if you want to
You're the good guy
You're the problem
My mom says that you're perfect
I'm worth it, I deserve it
I'll crash and burn on purpose
'Cause you're boring
I think I want a poor boy
Mattress-on-the-floor boy
Stealing from the store boy
I love it when you treat me like a toy, boy
Make me beg for more, boy
Leave me at the door, boy
Then never talk again
Let's never talk again
I like going way too fast
Sometimes I wish you were a mess
You said I'm the best you ever had
Now I feel bad
'Cause my mom says that you're perfect
I'm worth it, I deserve it
I'll crash and burn on purpose
'Cause you're boring
I think I want a poor boy
Mattress-on-the-floor boy
Stealing from the store boy
I love it when you treat me like a toy, boy
Make me beg for more, boy
Leave me at the door, boy
Then never
Think I want a poor boy
Mattress-on-the-floor boy
Stealing from the store boy
I love it when you treat me like a toy, boy
Make me beg for more, boy
Leave me at the door, boy
Then never talk again
Let's never talk again
Let's never talk again