Lyrics Stupid Boys - Bleached

Stupid Boys

Stu-pid boys with bro-ken hearts
Breaking into my sister’s house
(You're so high, you tried to take my cup)
Restraining order keeps you away
(Throw it over my fence, no way)
Slap baloney on my brand new car
(You always take it, like, way too far)
Take a picture of a pile of bills
(Just enough to feed your cheap thrills)
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey!) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Be a dick and call it art (Oh!)
Stu-pid boys with bro-ken hearts
Getting high in a parking lot
(Got so baked that you called the cops)
Tried to rebound with my best friend
(I saw you sliding into her DMs)
Get a tattoo with my first name
(Cross it out and tell me I’m lame)
Did you think I would let this go?
(Call your mom to come take you home)
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey!) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Be a dick and call it art (Oh!)
Never thought I’d see you again
Okay, I guess we’ll be friends
And now you’re showing up at my front door
'kay, we can watch one more show
I swear then you gotta go
Then act like we never met before
Wait, I don’t remember the way to go, though (Oh!)
Stu-pid boys with bro-ken hearts (Oh!)
Stu-pid boys with bro-ken hearts
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Love to watch you (Hey!) fall apart
Stupid boys with broken hearts
Stu-pid boys with bro-ken hearts