There is something wrong
And there is something right
When you can take me by the hand
And I will close my eyes
When you laid down with me
You took the other side
When you laid down with me
You never slept that night
Are you working up to something
But you give me almost nothing
Keep me hopeless
Up to something
On my knees
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Are you an amateur
Or is it you're unkind
To torture all the other girls
You keep me by your side
Are you unsatisfied
You can't make up your mind
When you can take me by the hand
And I will close my eyes
Are you working up to something
But you give me almost nothing
Keep me hopeless
Up to something
On my knees
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
I would be so winning
So absolutely winning
A guarantee in melody
A promise in the sky
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
There is something wrong
And there is something right
When you can take me by the hand
And I will close my eyes
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
When you laid down with me
You took the other side
When you laid down with me
You never slept that that
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Would you ever
Writer(s): Greg Kurstin, Inara George
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