BOYFRIEND MATERIAL Lyrics

I thought you popped into my mail

So I gave my friend the letter opener

Turns out the project was deemed a fail

Guess we're permanent closers

I thought you popped back to apologize

I thought that I could always read your mind

The chance at that caused me to paralyze

God, I wish you would just read my eyes

For real, just like that

Fuck you and your comebacks

All your little reach backs

On God, Are you serious

You think I'm not that furious

Can't wait till you're curious

You better stay six feet under my groove when I come around

Cause if you come back swinging I'll tell you to get the hell out

For real, Just like that

Fuck you and your comebacks

All your little reach backs

You tie my words to a script

And bind my hands to follow it

You pick your rules delightfully

But mask when I ask politely

I'm crying out in anger

But your nice mask is flashing danger

(Seriously, you're still not over this)

For real, just like that

Fuck you and your comebacks

All your little reach backs

On God, Are you serious

You think I'm not that furious

Can't wait till you're curious

You better stay six feet under my groove when I come around

Cause if you come back swinging I'll tell you to get the hell out

For real, Just like that

Fuck you and your comebacks

All your little reach backs