Cry Over Boys

You cry over boys

You haven't even met in real life

Yeah, you know he's the worst

But you tell all your friends he seems nice

You change like the seasons in LA

And by that I mean that you don't ever really even change, no

You just cry over boys

You haven't even met in real life

How many nights can you spend

Staining your pillow with makeup

When you're really upset

It's so annoying to take off

Just to do it again

Oh, what's the point in dressing up to be let down

Aren't you tired

Of getting hurt

Aren't you sick of

Of making it worse

You cry over boys

You know would never cry about you

He used to light up your room

Now your phone is darker than a tattoo

You move like the earth around the stars

Broken hearted when you end up in the same place that you start

Back to crying over boys

You know would never cry about you

How many nights can you spend

Staining your pillow with makeup

When you're really upset

It's so annoying to take off

Just to do it again

Oh, what's the point in dressing up to be let down

Aren't you tired

Of getting hurt

Aren't you sick of

Of making it worse

Yeah, when you gonna learn

When you gonna learn

When you gonna learn (How to not get hurt)

When you gonna learn

You cry over boys

You haven't even met in real life

Yeah, you know he's the worst

But you tell all your friends he seems nice