"My Type" lyrics

Told me he was an artist, he left out the "con"
Knew he was heartless, but that's what I want
He was like James Dean if he'd been born, in Aries season 1994

After him was a talker, so fast so sweet
Until I caught her saying shit she don't mean
I'm seeing a pattern, been here before
But if she's asking, then I'll take some more

I like the self-obsessed girls, kissing on my neck girls
Get all in my head girls, leave my life a mess girls
I must love it when they make me... when they make me cry!
And I like those rock and roll boys, stare into my soul boys
Make me lose control boys, good at letting go boys
So if your kiss tastes just like goodbye
Then you're probably my type
Then you're probably my type
Then you're probably my type

I guess I should see it coming, I know all the signs
If it hurts me, I've done it, probably twice
Get off on the drama, playing pretend
I shouldn't but I wanna see how it ends

I like the self-obsessed girls, kissing on my neck girls
Get all in my head girls, leave my life a mess girls
I must love it when they make me... when they make me cry!
And I like those rock and roll boys, stare into my soul boys
Make me lose control boys, good at letting go boys
So if your kiss tastes just like goodbye
Then you're probably my type
Then you're probably my type
Then you're probably my type

I'm not saying that I'm proud
I'm still praying I'll grow out
Of Courtney Loves, Kurt Cobains
But I can't help how good they taste

I like the self-obsessed girls, kissing on my neck girls
Get all in my head girls, leave my life a mess girls
I must love it when they make me... when they make me cry!
And I like those rock and roll boys, stare into my soul boys
Make me lose control boys, good at letting go boys
So if your kiss tastes just like goodbye
Then you're probably my type
Then you're probably my type
Then you're probably my type