My Fault Lyrics

"Pretty boy blue

Pretty boy blue

Won't you tell me what them pretty girls do?"

That's my fault when I'm off the alcohol

I know you ain't meant what you said at all

But none of that really matters no more

Bad girl, yeah she look like a mommy

I wouldn't put it past if she say she got a body

She got a man now, but she playing ketchup for me

And now we're only getting older

It's my fault when I'm bouncing off these walls

By now, I'm blocking all her calls

Cause in Denver it's only getting colder

I've been locked up on my confidence

And I'm not afraid of taking couple hits

But mid girls won't tell you what time it is

Pretty girls know that pretty boy blue

On that real bullshit

That's what pretty boys do

Ima make moves

Sing to you real smooth

I won't be your man, but I'll be your dude

Pretty girls know that pretty boy blue

On that real bullshit

That's what pretty boys do

Ima make moves

Sing to you real smooth

I won't be your man, but I'll be your dude

Another verse? Alright

Alright shit bro, I can probably throw in another verse right here

I'll do, I'll do one more verse for the pretty girls in the back

Alright, ok, ok, ok

It's my fault that you answer all my calls

By now you're staring at your walls

As you try to understand last night

I'm not who I was before

But I still get down on that dance floor

So you try to make it feel alright

It's not my fault that I fight reality

Been gaslight, drowning in the sea

Guess that makes me your little bite in life

Fuck up every then again

But I still hold down for my best friends

Cause I wanna be a ride or die

Pretty girls know that pretty boy blue

On that real bullshit

That's what pretty boys do

Ima make moves

Sing to you real smooth

I won't be your man, but I'll be your dude

Pretty girls know that pretty boy blue

On that real bullshit

That's what pretty boys do

Ima make moves

Sing to you real smooth

I won't be your man, but I'll be your dude

Pretty girls know that pretty boy blue

On that real bullshit

That's what pretty boys do

Ima make moves

Sing to you real smooth

I won't be your man, but I'll be your dude