Good Boy

I can't have anyone think

I'd slip something in your drink

I know I wouldn't but need you to say

That I'm a good boy

If you were ever in pain

Ten paragraphs to explain

I wasn't playing some game

See 'cause I'm one of the good boys

I look bad in shades of grey

That's why I'm so scared to say

Plenty of things were my fault

Plenty of times the problem was me

(The problem was me)

Plenty of hearts were broken

While I was figuring out how to be

A good boy

And if ever I dared

To show that I'm angry or scared

You'd throw your hands in the air

And declare I'm not a good boy

But when I lock it inside

Then I'm just one of those guys

You know, closed off, avoidant, a liar

So you cry

I'm not a good boy, a good boy, ugh

And sure the effort's a lot

Policing my every thought

Don't you know all men are dogs

But I'm not, cause I'm a good boy

All the things I can't say

I don't wanna be a stray

But plenty of things are my fault

Plenty of times the problem is me

(The problem is me)

Plenty of hearts are broken

While I am figuring out how to be

A good boy

Promise I'll just walk you home

Promise I'll leave you alone

Can't you just throw me a bone

Don't you know that I'm a good boy?