Boyfriend Material

Na-na-na, na-na-na
Mm-hm-hmm, hm-hm-hmm
Yeah

I'm not the type to be noticed
'Cause I'm barely 5'7
I'm okay, good-looking
But lacking on fashion
I'm 20 and clueless
'Bout most things romantic
Facing the pressures of dying alone
I hate being single for this long

I'm not the type, I'm not the type to steal yo girl
I'm not the one, I'm not the one to speak up first
I find it hard to put someone before my work
And I'm too shy, so I'm struggling to flirt

Guess I'm just not boyfriend material
I think I need some loving tutorials
Can't seem to say I love you, three syllables
'Cause I don’t mean it when I say it
Guess I'm just not boyfriend material
I'm dying for some boyfriend tutorials
Don't fit into that modern criteria
So I'm not what these girls want

I think I'm better off being myself, I know, yeah
It's coloured crew necks for the moment till I don't, yeah
I keep on running out of swipes, so Tinder gold, yeah
'Cause sticking to real life is too damn slow

I've been looking inside out but still no luck, luck (no luck)
These small talk conversations got me giving up (give up)
Sorry, I don't really give a single fuck
Just need a girl that sees the world different and that's enough

Guess I'm just not boyfriend material
I think I need some loving tutorials
Can't seem to say I love you, three syllables
'Cause I don't mean it when I say it
Guess I'm just not boyfriend material
I'm dying for some boyfriend tutorials
Don't fit into that modern criteria
So I'm not what these girls want

Guess I'm just not boyfriend material
I think I need some loving tutorials
Can't seem to say I love you, three syllables
'Cause I wanna to mean it when I say it
Yeah, yeah