I see the way your eyes light up when you see an older man,

I watch you cruelly flirt and talk and do all that you can,

And you're stepping on all the hearts of every younger man,

And my bones are down in the water and my soul is in your hand,

And I don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm thinking of

And I don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm thinking of

And I don't know what kind of love you had

I see these issues you got em bad

And baby you know I find it kinda sad

Daddy Issues you got em bad

You're restless with your indecision and every girl in the room is a competition

And I feel the fever of your friction and I feel the beat of your strange addiction

And I don't know what she ever saw in me, I look nothing like her daddy

And when he walked in she looked straight past me and the beat came down with a one, two, three

And I don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm thinking of

And I don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm thinking of

And I don't know what kind of life you had

I see these issues you got em bad

And baby you know I find it kinda sad

Daddy Issues you got em bad

And I

Don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm thinking of

And I don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm dreaming of

And I

Don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm thinking of

And I don't know what you call love but it ain't what I'm dreaming of

And I don't know what kind of love you had

I see these issues you got em bad

And baby you know I find it kinda sad

Daddy Issues you got em bad