Testo band-aid boy

I'm sorry I acted crazy when you treated me like shit
And I'm sorry I still called you "baby," no, you didn't deserve it
Feeling useless on Monday, crying on a subway
Anxious on Friday, but good again on Sunday

I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
My Band-Aid boy You're full of shit and you won't change
My Band-Aid boy
You won't grow up, you stay the same
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
My Band-Aid boy

I got no booty, I'm depressed
So moody, a hot mess
Weird, pretty, and loveless
I ain't your type
I got no booty, I'm depressed
So moody, a hot mess
Weird, pretty, and loveless
I ain't your type
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
My Band-Aid boy
You're full of shit and you won't change
My Band-Aid boy
You won't grow up, you stay the same
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up
My Band-Aid boy