Evangelia x Misha Miller — Boys These Days

Boys, ew.
I'm so sick of the boys these days.
Say they will, but they never change.
Think they're different, they're all the same.
That's why I'm sick of the boys these days.
All they do is talk.
Taking every chance to shoot their shot.
Always put their hands where they should not.
Only feeling sorry when they're caught.
Every boy is soft.
Shooting me so hard to get me off.
Searching for the spot, but they get lost.
Leave me there to finish what they start.
I'm so sick of the boys these days.
Say they will, but they never change.
Think they're different, they're all the same.
That's why I'm sick of the boys these days.
Ba-da-da-da-da-da. That's why I'm sick of the boys these days.
Remember Andres? Oh, yes. He was a mess.
Let me guess. He'd always end up talking 'bout his ex.
What'd you expect? Remember John?
Oh, God. He was in love. With his mom.
God, can you send us some boys that can prove us all wrong?
Kicking my light, boom, boom.
Right out the room, room. On a rocket ship to Venus, going zoom, zoom.
Girls saying, "Oh no, the bar is so low." God, can you send us some boys that can prove us all wrong?
I'm so sick of the boys these days.
Say they will, but they never change.
Think they're different, they're all the same.
That's why I'm sick of the boys these days.
Boys these days.
Boys these days.
Boys these days.
That's why I'm sick of the boys these days.