The Fuckboi Slayer

[Intro] Oh, you're "bad at texting"? That's crazy. You were doing just fine at 2 AM. Interesting. [Verse 1] Another pretty face with a podcast mic Says he's "not into labels," but he stays all night Calls me "different" on the second date That line should come with an expiration date Got a gym selfie, cute in a backwards hat A little "what you doing?" like I'm falling for that His exes? All crazy? That's warning number three Baby, blink twice if the problem might be You [Pre-Chorus] I've been swimming through the shallow end Looking for a little depth Every time I think I've found it Here comes another fucking text "You up?" Ugh. Next. [Chorus] I'm the fuckboi slayer Red-flag radar If commitment makes you itchy Baby, don't come any closer Fuckboi slayer Professional eliminator I've crossed an ocean full of almosts Looking for something greater Cute won't save you Game won't phase me Mixed signals? Boy, that's lazy Give me more Or see you later I'm the.... Fuck. Boi. Slayer. [Post-Chorus] Swipe left Next one Nice try Have fun Pretty face Zero depth Next. Next. Next. [Verse 2] One says, "Let's just see where this goes" Translation: he just wants inside these clothes One wants a girlfriend without boyfriend work One disappears, then comes back with a "hey, you"..... Sir. Are you lost? I've seen soft launches, hard lies "Not ready" with another girl by midnight If your whole personality is keeping me guessing Congratulations, babe You failed the assessment. [Pre-Chorus] I've been wading through an endless sea Of boys who think they can mess with me But emotional unavailability Isn't fucking chemistry Next. [Chorus] I'm the fuckboi slayer Red-flag radar If consistency scares you Baby, don't come any closer Fuckboi slayer Professional eliminator I've crossed an ocean full of almosts Looking for something greater Cute won't save you Game won't phase me Breadcrumbs never satiate me Give me more Or see you later I'm the Fuck. Boi. Slayer. [Bridge: beat strips to bass and finger snaps; vocal turns more direct] Here's the part you always get wrong... I'm not asking for a fairytale Don't need roses every night I just want your words and actions To occasionally fucking align I don't need perfect I need real Someone who says what they actually feel Someone who stays when it isn't convenient Someone with more than a dick and ego between 'em The bar is not high. Please stop limboing under it. [Breakdown] Love-bomb? Blocked. Hot-cold? Blocked. "Let's not ruin this with labels"? Oh my fucking God. Blocked. Next applicant. [Final Chorus] I'm the fuckboi slayer Red-flag radar Had to cross a whole damn ocean Just to learn what my standards are Fuckboi slayer But I still believe in greater I don't need a hundred options I just need the right one later So come honest Come consistent Make me laugh And mean your kisses Give me something Worth the danger Till then.... Fuck. Boi. Slayer. [Final Post-Chorus] Swipe left Next one Not him Keep going Wrong vibe Next tide Somewhere out there Is my guy [Outro] I'm not hard to please. Just don't be Another goddamn fuckboi.