Fxxxboy

BLACKPINK
DEADLINE

이 노래 이야기

화자는 상대에게 받은 상처를 되돌려주듯, 이제 자신이 냉정하고 무심한 쪽이 되었다고 선언한다. "Call me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold"라는 구절로, 상대로 인해 차가워진 자신을 자각한다.

"How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy"를 반복하며, 상대가 자신에게 줬던 아픔을 그대로 돌려주는 상황의 아이러니를 강조한다. 가짜 사랑에 지쳤다는 고백과 함께, 더는 눈물로 무너지지 않겠다는 단호한 태도를 끝까지 유지한다.

Everybody needs loveDo you, do you really wanna go down that road tonight?Do you, do you?We already tried it once or twiceJust to end up hittin' the wall, mm

If my signal's mixed and messy, bet you think it's destinyCall my ex, send late-night texts, 'cause I get off on jealousyKeep your expectations underneath the pavementGuess karma's a bitchHow's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy

It's the way that it goesCall me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold, uhI saw it all, front rowShoulda won a prize for the stories you toldOh, oh, oh, ohPlayed the game, but I kept the scoreHow's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy

Uh, phone is unavail', unavail'If you wanna hit me, try my other cell 'cause I ain't pickin' upHad enough, beep, beep, da-da-daIf you play with my emotions, you already know what's up

I'm so tired of the fake loveCan't no tears ruin my makeup (say)Say, how do you sleep knowin'That my love was like Heaven 'til you gave me hell? (Oh)

If my signal's mixed and messy, bet you think it's destinyCall my ex, send late-night texts, 'cause I get off on jealousyKeep your expectations underneath the pavementGuess karma's a bitch (bitch)How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy

It's the way that it goesCall me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold, uhI saw it all, front rowShoulda won a prize for the stories you toldOh, oh, oh, ohPlayed your game, but I kept the scoreHow's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy

Ooh, if I told you it's not that seriousHeartbreak builds experience, it's evident thatYou burned the bridge, I'm on fireYou set the tone, now I'm louderI don't like you, I'm just boredHow's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy

It's the way that it goesCall me icy, icy, yeah, you made me ice cold (call me icy), uhI saw it all, front rowShoulda won a prize for the stories you toldOh, oh, oh, ohPlayed your game, but I kept the score (I did, I did, I did, I did)How's it feel? Now I'm the fuckboy