You're the typa boy
Looking unaware
You know what you're doing
You know
You're the typa boy
Rediscovery of art
Take you all around
The corners of my heart
You, you're the typa boy
Ripped jeans, band shirts, cool
My oasis, drown me now
Oh wow
My typa boy
My typa boy
You're the typa boy
My critical delusion
They searched for any reason
To take my soul away
All they found was portraits of you
Trace your hands down on my fragile body
Tell me, baby, would you still want me
If you've seen all of my scars
Wilted flowers
My heart
My dark
Ripped jeans, band shirts, new
(Wilted flowers, my heart, my dark)
Tell me would they cuff me
If they saw just how I badly want you
My oasis, drown me now
Oh wow
My typa boy
My typa boy
(My typa boy, my typa boy, my typa boy)