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These Boys

What is it with these boys
They say they love me
They pretend to pay attention
They laugh as i waste my time
 
What is it with these boys
Who use my heart as distraction
Who grab at my feelings
When they grow a little bit bored
 
What is it with these boys
Take me out
Draw me in
Lead me on
 
What is it with these boys
Who fuck like they give a shit
Only to walk away
And not even turn around
 
What is it with these boys
Who are so soft they cant get hard
So fragile they break
At the suggestion of an issue
 
What is it with these boys
And why do I fall for it when they say they love me
I know they don’t love me
And they leave every time

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