Maybe it’s true everywhere,
or only true in Texas.
But once you let ’em see you bare,
nice boys turn into exes.
They don’t want what comes too free,
at least not when it comes to me.
They want to hunt, they want to rove.
They don’t want a sofa. They don’t want a stove.
Maybe it’s true everywhere,
or only true in Texas.
But once you let ’em see you care,
nice boys turn into exes.
–Sarah Torribio
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