Sinner Boy lyrics
by Morgan Saint
[Verse 1]
He was a fake kind of shy
With a smart sounding mouth
She liked his big blue eyes and all the sh*t he talked about
[Pre-Chorus]
All of his big words (such big words)
Went straight through her pretty brain (pretty brain, pretty brain)
And oh his big fists (such big fists)
Went straight through her two-ply door
[Chorus]
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 (boy, 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
[Verse 2]
And oh her blood shot eyes
Stared straight through the morning light
She's not so good at goodbyes
Well honestly neither am I