Sinner Boy -

He was a fake kind of shy

With a smart sounding mouth

She liked his big blue eyes and all the shit he talked about

All of his big words (such big words)

Went straight to her pretty brain (pretty brain)

And oh his big fists (such big fists)

Went straight through her two-ply door

I told you not to talk about him

I don’t like the taste of his name on your lips

He is just a sinner boy

Doing bad things just to get you out his head

I told you not to talk about him

I don’t like the taste of his name on your lips

He is just a sinner boy

Doing bad things just to get you out his head

Just to get you out his head

And oh her blood shot eyes

Stared straight through the morning light

She’s not so good at goodbyes

Well honestly neither am I

All of his big words (such big words)

Went straight to her pretty brain (pretty brain)

And oh his big fists (such big fists)

Went straight through her two-ply door

I told you not to talk about him

I don’t like the taste of his name on your lips

He is just a sinner boy

Doing bad things just to get you out his head

I told you not to talk about him

I don’t like the taste of his name on your lips

He is just a sinner boy

Doing bad things just to get you out his head

Just to get you out his head

It’s 4 AM, and my darkest thoughts come to light again

His hands around your waist make me feel like I’ve lost my mind again

He likes the way that you like the way he says your name again

I hate his name

I hate his name

I told you not to talk about him

I don’t like the taste of his name on your lips

He is just a sinner boy

Doing bad things just to get you out his head

I told you not to talk about him

I don’t like the taste of his name on your lips

He is just a sinner boy

Doing bad things just to get you out his head

Just to get you out his head