Killing Boys

You’re killing people
No, I’m killing boys
Boys are just placeholders, they come and they go
You’re my best friend, and I wanna help you, but I won’t let you kill again, that’s a lose-lose

Tell me pick my battles and me pickin’ ‘em wise
But I wanna pick ‘em all and I don’t wanna decide no more, no more (Anymore)
So we’re sneakin’ in the back and then we’ll kick in the door
Tell me, have you ever keyed a Ferrari before? Oh no, I don’t (Anymore)

And I’m not breakin’, I won’t take it
And I won’t ever feel this way again
‘Cause you don’t need me anymore (Whoa)
And I won’t ever try again
And all I want in return is revenge
‘Cause I don’t need you anymore (Whoa)
So where do you go?

Pull up to the drive and I remember the codes
Yeah, the only fuckin number you don’t hide in your phone, no more, no more (Anymore)
Climb up to the window and I’m breakin’ the glass
Then stop, ‘cause I don’t wanna Uma Thurman your ass, no more, no more (Anymore)

And I’m not breakin’, I won’t take it
And I won’t ever feel this way again
‘Cause you don’t need me anymore (Whoa)
And I won’t ever try again
And all I want in return is revenge
‘Cause I don’t need you anymore (Whoa)
So where do you go?

Whoa-o, whoa-o, whoa-o, whoa-o, oh, oh
When I don’t need you anymore?
Whoa-o, whoa-o, whoa-o, whoa-o, oh, oh
When I don’t need you anymore?