Im 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 Im think 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 These small talk conversations got me giving 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 Im dying for some boyfriend tutorials Don’t fit into that modern criteria So I’m not what these girls want