I guess I'm too bored to fall in love
With a gun like him
You sit there like a block of wood
Saying that I'm never gonna be good enough
I think I found a better man to hold my hand
So why do I think of you when he's in my room
I guess I'm too bored to fall in love
With a guy like him
He brings me flowers, brings me gifts, he makes me feel like I exist
So why do I still wish he was you in my room
I guess I'm too bored to fall in love
With a guy like him
I guess I'm too bored to fall in love
With a guy like you
