Letra de ' The Boy ' de Camila Cabello

Yeah, he's messed up a couple times
But he's my glass of cherry wine
And I drink and I drink till I'm drunk off of him
I'm in love
(Gasp, he just hit me up to come over)
He said what?

Momma said, always be kind, girl (girl, what's on your mind?)
But I got something I should say (say it, girl), uh
Boy, I'm sick and done and tired (there's something on my mind)
I'm not yours to manipulate, uh-huh (tell him girl, tell hi)

Oh boy, hold your tongue, I don't want no 'pology
‘Cause we both know you're thinking wit' was under your jeans
Sent your friends over to tell them you're missing me
But I don't care so tell that boy that I am fine

I don't care about the day he decided to leave
I won't be there when he tells another lie so
I'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'Cause the boy don't care about me, lemme say it again, now babe
I don't care about the way he thinks it's so sweet (ah)
All that sugar cone gon' be bad for me tomorrow (ah)
I'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'Cause the boy don't care about me

All my girls inside the place now (say we don't need no man)
No one know we switch sides sometimes (we got this)
Wipe that good look off your face (say we got better plans)
Ooh, you better not act surprised (for real)

Oh boy, hold your tongue, I don't want no 'pology
‘Cause we both know you're thinking wit' was under your jeans
Sent your friends over to tell them you're missing me
But I don't care so tell that boy that I am fine

I don't care about the day he decided to leave
I won't be there when he tells another lie so
I'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'Cause the boy don't care about me, lemme, lemme say it again, baby
I don't care about the way he thinks he's so sweet (ah)
All that sugar cone gon' be bad for me tomorrow (ah)
I'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'Cause the boy don't care about me

Oh, oh, don't care about me
That's fine with me, babe
You don't care about me
And that's fine with me
Fine with me, fine with me (don't care about)
It is what I need, oh (that's fine with)
Don't care about, care about
Care about, care about me, oh

I don't care about the day he decided to leave
I won't be there when he tells another lie so (oh, yeah, yeah)
I'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'Cause the boy don't care about me (he don't care about me?)
I don't care about the way he thinks it's so sweet (ah)
All that sugar cone gon' be bad for me tomorrow (ah)
I'm gon' use all of my words for weapons
'Cause the boy don't care about me

Girl, that's old, we're done with that