Bandmate boyfriend, boyfriend
You came to all our shows and you’d talk me up backstage
At the end you’d take me home you did it every day
Showed me off to all your friends you brought me home to Mom and Dad
We may have had our differences but we got along on stage
Control freak at rehearsal no one’s good enough
Won’t stop till it’s perfect and you’ve argued with us all
Your difficult to work with and I think your songs are lame
Maybe it’s not working this whole bandmate boyfriend thing…
I will give you this you carried my guitar you tuned it
You paid of all the tabs, you were pretty good but you knew it
You wouldn’t write a song with me and you couldn’t take a joke
Failed to see my vision wanted to be on your own
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
I couldn’t tell you what came first the chicken or the egg
Was it the Cat Murphy Band or was I sleepin’ in your bed?
We’re nothing like Johnny and June Cash we couldn’t pull off Fleetwood Mac
This should feel like you’re getting kicked out of the band
Bandmate Boyfriend, oh boyfriend
who needs ‘em anyways, I just need my band
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
I don’t need you man, I don’t need you man
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
1 2 3
Bandmate Boyfriend, oh boyfriend
who needs ‘em anyway, I just need my band
Bandmate Boyfriend, ex- boyfriend
I don’t need you man, I don’t need you man
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend, I don’t need you man, I don’t need you man
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Faster….
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Wooooo
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend
Bandmate Boyfriend, boyfriend