[Verse 1]
Before I met you, I never felt good enough
Before I let you in, I'd already given up
Left on read, no reply, left me just wondering why
Now I'm skeptical of love
[Pre-Chorus]
So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?
When you say you want me, is it all of me or just one part?
So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?
When you say you want me
[Chorus]
Momma said there'd be boys like you tearing my heart in two
Doing what you do best
Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies
But with you, I can't resist
[Verse 2]
I'm terrified, but I'll never let you know
Social suicide if I ever let it show
Everything feels just right
I fall in place, we fall in line
I'll never let you go
[Pre-Chorus]
So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?
When you say you want me, is it all of me or just one part?
So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?
When you say you want me, is it all of me? Yeah
[Chorus]
Momma said there'd be boys like you tearing my heart in two
Doing what you do best
Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies
But with you, I can't resist (No no)
[Bridge]
So when you hold me, am I the only one?
Do you wanna know me, or is this all just for fun?
[Chorus]
Momma said there'd be boys like you tearing my heart in two
Doing what you do best
Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies
But with you, I can't resist (No no, whoa oh)
[Outro]
Maybe momma doesn't always know best
Momma said there'd be boys like you, too good to be true
Doing what you do best
Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies
But for you, for you, for you, I'll take that risk
Boys Like You was written by Mike Hart & Anna Clendening.
Boys Like You was produced by Laurel Harris.
Anna Clendening released Boys Like You on Thu Apr 27 2017.
I was thinking about Justin Bieber’s ‘Love Yourself’ and that line, ‘My momma don’t like you and she likes everyone.’ It kind of just stuck out. I remember growing up and you know, your parents telling you like, ‘Watch out for these boys! Boys are trouble!’ And this phrase stuck in my mind, ‘Momma s...