The Symphony of Fxxkboys

He's a "Talk a lot of nice talk" babe
Heart is always colder than an ice box-babe
Seven in the morning and he's out the door
'Til he gets real bored and he's back for more

Why?
Why are they like this?
And why?
Why do they fake it?

Boys like you think you're so handsome
You talk a lot of sweet, then
Poison what you put your hands on
But pretty is deceiving

I let you into my home
I let you under my clothes
Now all I hear is your anthem
The symphony of fuckboys (ooh)
The symphony of fuckboys (ooh)

Says he usually don't feel like this
Never really fell for someone quite this quick
Calling me his angel, ain't no wonder why
When he's watching me through those devil eyes

And why?
Why are they like this?
And why?
Why do they fake it?

Boys like you think you're so handsome
You talk a lot of sweet, then
Poison what you put your hands on
But pretty is deceiving

I let you into my home
I let you under my clothes
Now all I hear is your anthem
The symphony of fuckboys (ooh)
The symphony of fuckboys (ooh)

Bye, bye, bye to the Romeo of lies
So persuading, swear you'll change him
Bye, bye, bye, I ain't wasting no more time
On his off-key ugly serenade

Boys like you think you're so handsome
You talk a lot of sweet, then
Poison what you put your hands on
But pretty is deceiving

I let you into my home
I let you under my clothes
Now all I hear is your anthem
The symphony of fuckboys (ooh)
The symphony of fuckboys (ooh)

The symphony of fuckboys