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He's a talk a lot of nice talk, baby
Heart is always colder than an ice box-baby
Seven in the morning and he's out the door
Till he gets real bored and he's back for more
Why, why are they like this?
And why, why do they fake it?
Boys like you think you're so handsome
You talk a lot of sweet then
Poison what you put your hands on
But pretty is deceiving
I let you into my home, I let you under my clothes
Now all I hear is your anthem
The symphony of fuck boys (ooh)
The symphony of fuck boys (ooh)
Says he usually don't feel like this
Never really fell for someone quite this quick
Calling me his angel, ain't no wonder why
When he's watching me through those devil eyes
Why, why are they like this?
And why, why do they fake it?
Boys like you think you're so handsome
You talk a lot of sweet then
Poison what you put your hands on
But pretty is deceiving
I let you into my home, I let you under my clothes
Now all I hear is your anthem
The symphony of fuck boys (ooh)
The symphony of fuck boys (ooh)
Bye, bye, bye to the Romeo of lies
So persuading, swear you'll change him
Bye, bye, bye, I ain't wasting no more time
On his off-key ugly serenade
Boys like you think you're so handsome
You talk a lot of sweet then
Poison what you put your hands on
But pretty is deceiving
I let you into my home, I let you under my clothes
Now all I hear is your anthem
The symphony of fuck boys (ooh)
The symphony of fuck boys (ooh)
The symphony of fuck boys
