I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
What the f*ck are we doing?
Why are we sneaking off?
It's 4 o'clock in the morning
I'm breathing in the exhaust
I'd still hold your hand
Until mine falls off
Why are you with him
You must be so lost
It's okay 'cause we can be a secret
If you really need it
If you had a murder weapon
I would hide it I would keep it
In the deepest darkest part of any basement I could find
And I would keep you safe until the end of motherf*cking time
One, two, three somebody call a taxi
Four, five, six throw a party in the backseat
Seven, eight, nine throw up on my dress
Ten, eleven, twelve go to hell with the rest
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
Maybe me and you could be like Bonnie and Clyde
Maybe Bonnie and Bonnie could kick Clyde to the side
But now we're throwing up still in the back of the ride
Still glad you're by my side when I saw the flashing lights
All we gotta do is duck when 12 rolls by
I would never make you cry
And I'ma never say goodbye
But the end of the story's always gory in my eyes
Yeah we going out in glory if we finna die tonight
One, two, three somebody call a taxi
Four, five, six throw a party in the backseat
Seven, eight, nine throw up on my dress
Ten, eleven, twelve go to hell with the rest
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
PAYDAY - Boyfriend Lyrics
PAYDAY - Boyfriend Lyrics
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I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
What the f*ck are we doing?
Why are we sneaking off?
It's 4 o'clock in the morning
I'm breathing in the exhaust
I'd still hold your hand
Until mine falls off
Why are you with him
You must be so lost
It's okay 'cause we can be a secret
If you really need it
If you had a murder weapon
I would hide it I would keep it
In the deepest darkest part of any basement I could find
And I would keep you safe until the end of motherf*cking time
One, two, three somebody call a taxi
Four, five, six throw a party in the backseat
Seven, eight, nine throw up on my dress
Ten, eleven, twelve go to hell with the rest
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
Maybe me and you could be like Bonnie and Clyde
Maybe Bonnie and Bonnie could kick Clyde to the side
But now we're throwing up still in the back of the ride
Still glad you're by my side when I saw the flashing lights
All we gotta do is duck when 12 rolls by
I would never make you cry
And I'ma never say goodbye
But the end of the story's always gory in my eyes
Yeah we going out in glory if we finna die tonight
One, two, three somebody call a taxi
Four, five, six throw a party in the backseat
Seven, eight, nine throw up on my dress
Ten, eleven, twelve go to hell with the rest
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
What the f*ck are we doing?
Why are we sneaking off?
It's 4 o'clock in the morning
I'm breathing in the exhaust
I'd still hold your hand
Until mine falls off
Why are you with him
You must be so lost
It's okay 'cause we can be a secret
If you really need it
If you had a murder weapon
I would hide it I would keep it
In the deepest darkest part of any basement I could find
And I would keep you safe until the end of motherf*cking time
One, two, three somebody call a taxi
Four, five, six throw a party in the backseat
Seven, eight, nine throw up on my dress
Ten, eleven, twelve go to hell with the rest
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
Maybe me and you could be like Bonnie and Clyde
Maybe Bonnie and Bonnie could kick Clyde to the side
But now we're throwing up still in the back of the ride
Still glad you're by my side when I saw the flashing lights
All we gotta do is duck when 12 rolls by
I would never make you cry
And I'ma never say goodbye
But the end of the story's always gory in my eyes
Yeah we going out in glory if we finna die tonight
One, two, three somebody call a taxi
Four, five, six throw a party in the backseat
Seven, eight, nine throw up on my dress
Ten, eleven, twelve go to hell with the rest
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
I wonder what your boyfriend thinks about us
Baby, it's a mess but I think it adds up
I don't really like him 'cause he's got two faces
Remember when he told me that he hated your braces?
Writer: Joseph Boyden, Lewis Beresford Hughes, Nicholas Valentino Audino, PJ Clark, Spencer Harris, Te Whiti Te Rangitepaia Mataa Warbrick
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group