Sadboy

Who hurt you, sad boy? There's a dark cloud above your head Who hurt you, sad boy? You act like you're already dead But you think too much Yeah, you think too much Who hurt you, fashion boy? There's a dark cloud above your head Who hurt you, sad boy? You act like you're already dead But you think too much Probably drink too much Bathe in that blue light, baby 'Cause here comes the night Your truest friend I was waiting Waiting for anything to happen Waiting for love I was just waiting for this not to hurt I was waiting Waiting for anything to happen Waiting for love I was just waiting for this not to hurt I was waiting Waiting for anything to happen Waiting for love I was just waiting for this not to hurt I was waiting Waiting for anything to happen Waiting for love I was just waiting for this not to hurt (Get your hands off of me!) (Just let me go!) (You do not control me!)