Camila Cabello Lyrics

viii. the boy (unreleased)

yeah, he messed up a couple times
but he's my glass of cherry wine
and i drink and i drink
'til i'm drunk off of him
i'm in love
"he just hit me up to come over"
he said what?

momma said, "always be kind, girl"
(girl, what's on your mind?)
but i got something i should say
(say it, girl)
uh, boy, i'm sick and done and tired
(there's something on my mind)
i'm not yours to manipulate, uh-huh

oh boy, hold your tongue
i don't want no 'pology
'cause we both know you're thinking
with what's under your jeans
sent your friends over
to tell them you're missing me
but i don't care so tell
that boy that i'm fine

i don't care about the day he decided to leave
i won't be there when he tells another lie, so
i'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'cause the boy don't care about me
lemme say it again, no, babe

i don't care about the way
he thinks it's so sweet (ah)
all that sugar cone gon' be
bad for me tomorrow (ah)
i'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'cause the boy don't care about me

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