Beautiful Boy

The best a boy can ever be is pretty He launches ships on which he sails to safety And what I'm feeling isn't lust, it's envy He has the Earth, makes love to her to spite me I am held captive by the ribbon round my neck Each course I chart determined by a wreck The power in my hips is useless in the dark What good are red lips when you're faced with something sharp? Beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy I wish I could be a beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy Beautiful boy I wish I could be a beautiful boy