I'd like to be the one to see your loving mind at the start
But I get claustrophobia 'cause there's too many boys in your heart
I'd like to know how far you'd go to use those lips of wine
But I get claustrophobia 'cause there's too many boys on your mind

Oh, one, two, three and now there's me
You practice to deceive
You lead me on , another one
I've got no room to breathe

So byebye you who can't be true, I'm leaving you behind
'Cause I get claustrophobia 'cause there's too many boys on your mind

I get claustrophobia 'cause there's too many boys on your mind

Oh, one, two, three and now there's me
You practice to deceive
You lead me on, another one
I've got no room to breathe

So byebye you who can't be true, I'm leaving you behind
'Cause I get claustrophobia 'cause there's too many boys on your mind
Too many boys on your mind
Too many boys on your mind