He loves to be the life of the party Even though we've heard it all before Showing off his encyclopedic knowledge Of all the dates and the players and the scores He just loves to boast about all the shots he could down And the amount of beer that he can consume Or the joy he got from smacking some guy in the face Just 'cause he looked at him funny 'cross a room And he can't help himself from explaining All the things he does to girls during sex Using obnoxious and offensive language To describe what he did to his ex (Ugh, dude!) If he'd shut up for just one minute he'd notice That no-one else in the room is impressed Yet he goes on regaling us with his stories Of drunken antics and conquests in bed And I'm so bored of straight boys Who only wanna talk football, down alcohol, and hassle women They could talk 'bout this same shit for days on end (Yawn, boring, yeah whatever) Excuse me while I go make out with my boyfriend And if they're cute and wanted to join in, I guess they're welcome (The more the merrier) No, seriously, please get me out of this heinous conversation (Women, football, and getting wasted) Somebody didn't get enough attention as a kid, I suppose Punching your fists in the air Screaming at the television at the top of your lungs (YEAH!) I'm so bored of straight boys Who only wanna talk football, down alcohol, and hassle women It's so boring Don't they know there's more to life Than only talking goals and banging girls? And what the hell is with all these frat initiations!? Hazing, harassment, group humiliation All these bizarre testosterone-fueled rituals and passage rites Comparing dick sizes, lining them up side by side Just hanging out with the guys (YEAH!) Somebody didn't get enough bromance in as a teen, I suppose (Bromance!) Finally getting your chance to enjoy some same-sex action With all of your bros (Who knows?) All these hordes of straight boys Who only wanna start fist-fights, down alcohol, and hassle women It's so boring, when they all start brawling I'll be sat here yawning, staring at my phone No, I'm not calling all hetero boys out, obviously! Some of my closest friends are straight (Ha!) But we all know those bros who act like dickheads While we roll our eyes and shake our heads again and again Look at all these Neanderthal men Starting a fight for the sake of it I'm trying not to feel too intimidated Avoiding eye contact so I don't get hit (Pow!) Somebody isn't getting enough action as a man and it shows But that's no excuse for the way you keep Grinding up against that girl While her back's turned! I'm so bored I hate boys I wanna go home (Women, football, and getting wasted) I'm so bored of straight boys who only wanna talk (Fist fights, loose girls, and alcohol) Macho dudes all acting like Neanderthals (Women, football, and getting wasted) I'm so bored of straight boys Neanderthals (Fist fights, loose girls, and alcohol) Neanderthals Grown-up children acting like Neanderthals (YEAH!) And I'm so bored of straight boys who think they own the world

This is for the good ol' boys knee-deep in the concrete Workin' 60 hours 'cause he's saving for a diamond ring This is for that single mom that's working on a double shift Cleanin' off a plate so she can fill the one to feed her kids Whoa You only get it if you know And I know I work my fingers to the bone 'Til I ain't got nothing left I earned everything I own Signed my name with blood and sweat And it goes one time if your boots get muddy Two times if your truck ain't clean Three times if you're just like me This one's for the home team This one's for the home team Put 'em up if you're just like me This one's for the home team If your dug-out is a dive bar and your pocket's full of dirt You've got your boss's number on the backside of your shirt Come in crates, slam 'em down 'til your back doesn't hurt Most folks only see the worst, but I'm proud I work my fingers to the bone 'Til I ain't got nothing left I earned everything I own Signed my name with blood and sweat And it goes one time if your boots get muddy Two times if your truck ain't clean Three times if you're just like me This one's for the home team This one's for the home team Put 'em up if you're just like me This one's for the home team Whoa You only get it if you know Whoa You only get it if you know I work my fingers to the bone 'Til I ain't got nothing left I earned everything I own Signed my name with blood and sweat And it goes one time if your boots get muddy Two times if your truck ain't clean Three times if you're just like me This one's for the home team This one's for the home team Put 'em up if you're just like me This one's for the home team

You're still a maybe So could you think about it rationally Just for me? I'll let you sleep on it and call me in the morning Oh baby, you know it's hard to find someone like you Think with your heart like you always do You can take your time, I promise it's fine Just be sure it's what you want and you've made up your mind I promise it's not the way that you think It's progress, would you agree? (Oh-oh-oh) Problem is I'm still asleep at the wheel But you're responsible, you're so responsible You know, you know me so well You know that all I ever think about myself Who knows what I want? It's never what I need And baby, you can see right through me (See right through me, see right through me) I promise it's not the way that you think It's progress, would you agree? (Oh-oh-oh) Problem is I'm still asleep at the wheel But you're responsible, you're so responsible My piece of mind, one of a kind Save it for when you have some kids and you've got no more time I think it hurts, I'm outta words But what the hell do I know? I'm not driving 'til it's light out Try to stop me now I'm fuckin' on one, ooh (on one) Out of control, but I won't let you out of my sight now I promise it's not the way that you think So let it rest and let's have a drink The truth is, I love the way that you feel 'Cause you're responsible, you're so responsible I promise it's not the way that you think It's progress, would you agree? (Oh-oh-oh) Problem is I'm still asleep at the wheel But you're responsible, you're so responsible I promise it's not the way that you think So let it rest and let's have a drink The truth is, I love the way that you feel 'Cause you're responsible, you're so responsible

I've got a vice (I've got a vice), and it's a sweet one And I've got a grip on life, but it's a weak one now Don't make me lie (don't make me lie), I'd kill to waste my time Drinking heavy on the beach with you on my mind You're a headache but I love it I'll take you in, I'm not above it, no, no, no, no Go tell those other guys to shove it 'Cause you know, they just don't get it They just don't get it, no, no How'd you get in my blood? I got a feeling I should cool it, baby How do you taste so good? How 'bout you wake me up when you leave mе? I know I'm chasin' you So hard, it ain't lost on me that I might be wastin' you You're a hеadache but I love it (mmm, I love it) I'll take you in, I'm not above it, no, no, no, no Tell those other guys to shove it 'Cause you know, they just don't get ya They just don't get ya, no, no How'd you get in my blood? (How'd you get in my blood?) I've got a feeling I should cool it, baby (I gotta feeling, how'd you get in my blood?) How do you taste so good? (How do you taste so good?) How 'bout you wake me up when you leave me? (I think I'm losing it) I'm fucking losing it I'm off the walls and I don't think that I can quit Let's raise a glass to you if you would listen I wanna make a toast to everyone still kicking You've got me on the line Running but you won't stop tonight I won't let it, won't let it waste my time You say you've got what I need Honey, I know what's best for me Won't let it, won't let it take my life And I think I might love you Do anything to make you happy But over and over, I can't stop the sin I won't fall apart underneath, so I'll dive right in It's all for you, for you, for you, for you I'd make a fool of myself just for you So better luck next time I've wasted all my energy on making up lies to myself For you, for you, for you, for you I'd make a fool of myself just for you Whoa, no one likes it when you lose control No one can help you if you don't let go No, no one likes it when you lose control No, no one can help you if you don't let go No, come back, I can't stand to see you like this anymore No, I've got your medicine, I've got your medicine So come out and fuck with it