Sorry, but I’m not that kinda guy
I won’t buy you flowers just to see you smile
I’m not a gentleman, oh, I’m not even nice
Sorry, but I’m not that kinda guy
I won’t hold the door for you, I won’t pick you up
When you’re outside, when you’re drunk and lost
Won’t even glance at my phone and surely won’t reply
[?] that you have sent me tonight
I don’t need your flowers, dude, that is not my vibe (You fuckin’ dude)
Don’t need all the things you thought I would like
Let’s change the subject, honey, you know that I know (Know what?)
I’m the girl you watch down the hall
I won’t be there to hug you tight when you’re up all night
‘Cause your grandma died, I am occupied
I can leave right now
I mean I could, but it’s not that I mind
I just want you to be fine
Sorry, but I’m not that kinda guy
I won’t buy you flowers just to see you smile
I’m not a gentleman, oh, I’m not even nice
Sorry, but I’m not that kinda guy
I don’t think you get it, no, actually, I know
I ain’t one of these perfect boys, stop acting, stop the show
It’s quite obvious you just wanna play cool
No, trust me, I’m not good for you, I don’t make the rules
When you said, “No, don’t go home alone”
You insisted, so you drove me home
When I cried, you opened the bathroom door
But when you looked at me
Nothing was quite like it was before
Sorry, but I’m not that kinda guy
I won’t buy you flowers just to see you smile
I’m not a gentleman, oh, I’m not even nice
Sorry, but I’m not that kinda guy
September 26, 2024
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