Boy, Boy, Boy

Boy boy boy boy Wraps his arm around a skinny thing Naked around, naked around, naked around Naked around the middle She's a sleepwalker with an expensive bag Cruising cubicles Cash thrills Cruising and thinking, a cap and hood Straps hanging down your black legs (Pig pig pig pig Stick that word out at your best mark Remember, remember, remember, remembering) All your sundays come back to haunt me I like to hurt myself like this sometimes What you want from me this time Do you want a spoon Carrying another wound Like an addiction When you caught your affliction I'm in a rage, i'm in a rage, i'm in a rage I knew i refused to hand it over Burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me I know what's going to happen next (Stood at the next table touching the lips with love) Okay now it's clear you can look Clean clean There's something (chromium) Tattooed dad is getting dirty And a (tired thing, boooze) Off with your head off with your head Your razor wire beauty You're going straight, you're going straight, you're going straight But sometimes you gotta show them I like to hurt myself like this sometimes What you want from me this time Do you want a spoon Carrying another wound Like an addiction When you caught your affliction