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Something about a sad boi
Tell me why you mad, boy?
Think I wanna sad boi
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 you're 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.

Uuh uh uh uh
Uuh uh uh uh

You like Bukowski and Baudelaire.
You like the way I comb my hair
(We've been sitting here for too long.
You've already played me your song)
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 boi
Tell me why you mad, boy?
Think I wanna sad boi
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, I, I can't help myself

Something about a sad boi
Tell me why you mad, boy?
Think I wanna sad boi
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 boi
Tell me why you mad, boy?
Think I wanna sad boi
To keep me company.

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