Lizzie McGuire Lyrics

All the boys want something, something from you

When we first kissed I had feelings for you

Couldn't imagine

Such a distraction

Face of destruction

I want you for me

Enough of the nonsense

Call every morning

Am I your worry?

Am I your worry?

Spent two weeks tryna get it right

Arguing on the phone but it feels right

Weeks past, am I getting played? got your friends talking how I'm lame

They don't know the words that we exchange shit

They don't know about them car rides

It's all good she got her hair tided back doing bad things to me

Hope her pops don't get mad

It's like she loves me or she's loves me not

Picking petals out the flowers at the garden shop

Venting on her timeline what she really saying

Posting pictures of herself enjoying all the fame

You got a lot of those nights trying to get away

You got a lot of those freaks tryna hit your lane, yeah yeah

Lot of those freaks hitting your lane aye

Will you just wait on me

I can show you all the finer things in life

I can show you what it's meant to be

Come around just be with me yeah

Will you just wait on me

I can show you all the finer things in life

I can show you what it's meant to be

Come around just be with me

All the boys want something, something from you

When we first kissed I had feelings for you

Couldn't imagine

Such a distraction

Face of destruction

I want you for me

Enough of the nonsense

Call every morning

Am I your worry?

Am I your worry?