POSH POSH BOYS

Fingers too tired to play the guitar

Legs too sore to pop my board

Blackberry, back where he thought I took

A nasty gash from a leafy hook

Brain busy installing new updates

I crashed two times just like yesterday

I cried with tears 'I didn't lie'

With purple marks on either side

Easy to control, when you have no thoughts

Easy to police when you have no brawn

I tried to hide with spit and fingers

A broken shred of feeling lingers

I feel like being misused

Feeling the skin against my bones

The releasing of hormones

I feel like being shackled down

Dragged by a horse through town

I'm more than just worn down I'm feeling

Posh posh boys with electric guitars

A set of new mics and tube amplifier

Oh I'm so cute! A baby! A honey

I got a record deal with daddy's fucking money

Posh posh boys with the brand new bass

A mullet on their head and a smooth baby face

Oh I'm so indie! A punk, or grunge

I'm better than the girls and I like to shoot my guns

I feel like being misused

Feeling the skin against my bones

The releasing of hormones

I feel like being shackled down

Dragged by a horse through town

I'm more than just worn down I'm feeling