You weren't the boy I thought I knew

Maybe I was blind, I was young, I didn't have a clue

You were the topic of my lunch times

I'd bore the girls about our chance

And get upset when you didn't text back

I was warned by my brothers to find another lover

Stop falling for these boys who didn't want the same as me

And I was warned by my brothers to find another lover

Stop falling for these boys who didn't want the same as me

We all want a teenage fantasy

Want it when we can't have it

When we got it we don't seem to want it