Girls Don't Come with Instructions

I went to Hell and I exited through the gift shop that’s where I found you, yeah that’s where I found you

21st century Romeo

Wears magazine sample cologne

Walking you the long way home

Can you tell me if I'm doing this thing right?

Am I broken in all of the places that you like?

Tell me am I hurt enough to be your guy

‘Cause girls don’t come with instructions

So fuck it

Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand times

Swear to God I’ll get this right for you and I

‘Cause girls don’t come with instructions

I’ll play it cool, I’ll keep it calm

But, you’d look good as a soccer mom

But first, let’s get through prom

Should I show up in a suit and tie

Or wear black eyeliner round my eyes

I wish I knew what you liked

Can you tell me if I’m doing this thing right?

Am I broken in all of the places that you like?

Tell me am I hurt enough to be your guy

'Cause girls don’t come with instructions

So fuck it

Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand times

Swear to God I’ll get this right for you and I

'Cause girls don’t come with instructions

So fuck it

Can you tell me if I’m doing this thing right?

Right

Am I broken in all of the places that you like?

Tell me am I hurt enough to be your guy

'Cause girls don’t come with instructions

So fuck it

Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand times

Swear to God I’ll get this right for you and I

‘Cause girls don’t come with instructions