Girls Don't Come With Instructions

I went to hell and I exited through the gift shop that's where I found you
Yeah, that's where I found you
21st century Romeo
Wears magazine sample cologne
Walking you the long way home

And can you tell me if I'm doing this thing right?

Am I broken in all of the places that you like?
Tell me am I hurt enough to be your guy
'Cause girls don't come with instructions
So fuck it
Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand times
Swear to God I'll get this right for you and I
'Cause girls don't come with instructions

I'll play it cool, I'll keep it calm
But, you'd look good as a soccer mom
But first, let's get through prom
Should I show up in a suit and tie
Or wear black eyeliner 'round my eyes
I wish I knew what you liked

Can you tell me if I'm doing this thing right?

Am I broken in all of the places that you like?
Tell me am I hurt enough to be your guy
'Cause girls don't come with instructions
So fuck it
Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand times
Swear to God I'll get this right for you and I
'Cause girls don't come with instructions
So fuck it

Can you tell me if I'm doing this thing right?
Right

Am I broken in all of the places that you like?
Tell me am I hurt enough to be your guy
'Cause girls don't come with instructions
So fuck it
Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand times
Swear to God I'll get this right for you and I
'Cause girls don't come with instructions