Buy flowers don’t buy me flowers
love letters love me forever
gentle but make me a sinner
promise you’ll go slow

break me or piece me together
use me but not for the pleasure
show me there’s nobody better
taking me so close

maybe love is just a curse
and it only makes it worse
that you never put me first

maybe love is just a word
that you say to get to third
fuck, you know I know my worth

I don’t want
to teach you how to be my boyfriend
you never work on what’s assigned

its unfortunate, incapable of learning lessons
let alone reading my mind

you jump the gun im the bullet
force me to do- do you want it?
true love is not from your wallet
where does your mind go?

are you thinking of me?
or are you looking at her
i got a lot up my sleeve
I’ll write your name in the dirt
boy its obvious you can’t handle the pressure
so say you love me and i’ll know its just a gesture

maybe all of its a curse
and it only makes it worse
that you'll never put me first

maybe love is just a word
that you say to get to third
fuck, you know I know my worth

I don’t want
to teach you how to be my boyfriend
you never work on what’s assigned

its unfortunate, incapable of learning lessons
let alone reading my mind
let alone reading my mind