Poor Boy

There's a sign that says, "Keep off the grass" But I wanna cross the line Got my face against the glass And I want to come inside So tell me everything you know You're the closest thing to normal that I'll ever let go I need to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone I need to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone So don't stand so close to me now Or you'll see through the veneer I could not keep my mouth shut Does this tattoo make you weird? It says, "There's nothing that you owe" It's just that, lately, I feel like I never want to go home And, yeah, to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone I need to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone But I wanna get in his head I don't wanna fuck with his head I wanna get in his head I don't wanna fuck with his head I wanna get in his head, yeah Clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone I wanna get in his head I need to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone I wanna get in his head I need to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone I wanna get in his head I need to clean up my mess, and leave the poor boy alone