
I don't need to be anything to anyone, just everything to everyone
Conventional attractiveness will only get you so far, but far enough
People think I'm confident, I guess
Supercomputers don't though
//
I'll wear a mini-skirt just for you
Do anything you want me to
My dress. my hospital gown
I'm a bad, bad boy so knock me down
What I would do, for someone who hits me
What I wouldn't do for someone who makes me slit my wrists
But this is not my style
You get me giddy instead
//
We closed the streets and turned out the lights and made sure the horses were well fed
We crossed the streams and held our hands and made sure we would never be sinking
Rise above your beady eyes
I wish I knew you in real life, whatever that means
Maybe its the battle of the leopard and the swan
Or those tepid lyrics from that magical song
That tune I'm scared I'll someday need
I don't remember why I tripped over you or the point I realised I was back upright
Boys will have their hearts broken when young and never recover
And I am definitely feeling like a boy right now
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