I like boys with strong convictions,
And convicts with perfect diction,
Underdogs with good intentions,
Amputees with stamp collections,
Plywood, skinboards, ride the ocean,
salty noses, suntan lotion,
always seriously joking,
and rambunctiously soft-spoken.
I like boys that like their mothers
and I have a thing for brothers.
But they always wait til we’re under the covers,
To say I’m sure glad we’re not lovers
build me up buttercup // the foundations
why do you build me up, buttercup, baby
just to let me down and mess me around?
and then worst of all, you never call, baby
when you say you will, but i love you still
i need you more than anyone, darlin’
you know that i have from the start
so build me up, buttercup, don’t break my heart