Sad Boi - Seratones

Something about a sad boy

Tell me why you mad, boy

Think I want a sad boy

To keep me company

Gotcha on my mind, boy

I’ll give you a try, boy

If you get me high, boy

And keep me company

I see you at the bar looking nervous

Too high, too shy to talk to me

Got your hat pulled down and you look like hell

Gimme your bad poetry

I can see us making out on your best friend’s couch

In the glow of the TV light

And I know you’re gonna say, «It's not you, it’s me»

When you leave at the end of the night

You like Bukowski and Baudelaire

You like the way I comb my hair

We’ve been sitting here for too long

You already played me your song

But I ain’t trying to start something new

I ain’t worried about what you do

I ain’t stressed about what you’re messing up

I just wanna get next to you

Something about a sad boy

Tell me why you mad, boy

Think I want a sad boy

To keep me company

Gotcha on my mind, boy

I’ll give you a try, boy

If you get me high, boy

And keep me company

Oh, honey, you got trouble on your mind

I got your number and you got mine

It must feel good to be so sad all the time

I— I can’t help myself, I

Something about a sad boy

Tell me why you mad, boy

Think I want a sad boy

To keep me company

Gotcha on my mind, boy

I’ll give you a try, boy

If you get me high, boy

And keep me company

Something about a sad boy

Tell me why you mad, boy

Think I want a sad boy

To keep me company