The Boys Lyrics by Chloe Qisha
What I would’ve done for you, darling
I’d tie myself on tracks if you asked
Would’ve backstabbed all my friends
I was mentally ill, you were only alright
But somehow fit perfectly in my mind
But baby, it started with you
A feeling I couldn’t undo
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
The boys they keep calling, keep calling
Anyway, anyway
But you never call me, call me
You’re lost inside my head and it’s torture
I want you
Anyway, anyway
But you never call me, call me
What you would’ve done for me, darling
Stay up all night and kiss in the back of your dad’s car
[?] your friends for the fourth or fifth time
You’d be busy with your hands
In my thought getting lost in each other’s eyes
Did you ever know, what you did to me
Could you ever know, cause you didn’t see
Stupid teenage fool (Did you ever know, yeah)
Stupid teenage fool (What you did to me)
Stupid teenage fool (Could you ever know)
Stupid teenage fool (Cause you couldn’t see)
Cause the boys they keep calling, keep calling
Anyway, anyway
But you never call me, call me
You’re lost inside my head and it’s torture
I want you
Anyway, anyway
But you never call me, call me (call me)
(How it feels)
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Stupid teenage fool
Cause the boys they keep calling, keep calling
Anyway, anyway
But you never call me, call me
You’re lost inside my head and it’s torture
I want you
Anyway, anyway
But you never call me, call me
Stupid teenage fool