Lost Boy
I don’t fuck with lost boys
In and out of money
Searching for their soul in a jar full of honey
I’m a really good girl
You don’t really know me, nah

I only see the light
You only see the dark
Think I’m gonna fix it with a kiss in the park
I’m a really good girl
I don’t go that far, nah

Uh uh, uh uh, yeah yeah
Don’t fuck with lost boy
Uh uh, uh uh, yeah yeah
Don’t fuck with lost boys

You’re pulling on my strings to take control of me
Lost Boy
Lost Boy
You want my sympathy write you a symphony
Lost Boy
Lost Boy
Put you on a pedestal higher than my own
Bet I’m lookin’ small while you’re standing on your throne
Big talk, small walk, spittin’ on you phone
But I’m the queen of hearts
You already know

You got nerve boy
Straight, then you swerve boy
Thought you were a king
But you’re just another lost boy
I’m a really good girl
You don’t even know
I’m rollin’ out with acеs and you’re holdin’ all the jokes


Uh uh, uh uh, yеah yeah
Don’t fuck with lost boy
Uh uh, uh uh, yeah yeah
No, no, no lost boys

You’re pulling on my strings to take control of me
Lost Boy
Lost Boy
You want my sympathy write you a symphony
Lost Boy
Lost Boy
Ima pray for you boy Ima pray for you
Ima pray for you boy Ima pray
Ima pray for you boy Ima pray for you
Ima pray for you boy Ima pray

No, I don’t fuck with lost boys