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[Verse 1]
You say, “Where are all the good ones?
Why’s every guy a ghost or a con?”
But you pass by the one who’s waiting,
The shy smile, the patient tone.
He’s been right there in your friend zone.

You want sparks that burn then fade,
Love that feels like a losing game.
But baby, if you chase the storm,
Don’t cry when it rains.

[Pre-Chorus]
You say your heart don’t take commands,
That it falls where it wants to land.
But if it keeps on breaking again,
Maybe it’s time to understand—

[Chorus]
If you keep falling for the wrong kind of men,
Maybe it’s not them, maybe it’s your taste again.
You want danger, dressed like charm,
But can’t see the calm is where love begins.
If you keep falling for the wrong kind of men,
Baby, there’s something wrong with your taste in men.

[Verse 2]
You want the ones who talk too loud,
Who fill the room and draw a crowd.
But the quiet ones who see your soul—
You never let them take control.

You say he’s “too nice,” “too shy,”
But he’s the one who’d never lie.
While you’re out chasing fantasy,
He’s just waiting patiently.

[Pre-Chorus]
You say your heart don’t take commands,
That it falls where it wants to land.
But maybe it’s time you held its hand,
Before it falls again.

[Chorus]
If you keep falling for the wrong kind of men,
Maybe it’s not them, maybe it’s your taste again.
You want danger, dressed like charm,
But can’t see the calm is where love begins.
If you keep falling for the wrong kind of men,
Baby, there’s something wrong with your taste in men.

[Bridge]
He’s been there through every tear,
Every heartbreak, year after year.
But you never looked his way,
’Cause good feels “boring,” bad feels “brave.”

Maybe love ain’t supposed to hurt,
Maybe peace is what you deserve.
Change the lens, girl, start again—
Maybe then you’ll find a real man.

[Final Chorus]
If you keep falling for the wrong kind of men,
Maybe it’s not them, maybe it’s your taste again.
Look past the flash, look for a friend—
That’s where the good ones have always been.
If you keep falling for the wrong kind of men,
Baby, there’s something wrong…
Yeah, maybe there’s something wrong…
With your taste in men.