Some boys

Some boys are filling
Some boys are filling the hole
They're making a killing at the top of the billing
It's their role and that's all that they know

But some boys don't listen
Some boys don't listen at all
They don't ask for permission
They lack inhibitions
No walls and they get what they want

But some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are singing
Some boys are singing the blues
Joylessly flinging
With the girls that they're bringing
To their rooms
Then leave when they're through

Some boys are sleeping
some boys are sleeping alone
Because there's no one that's keeping
Them warm through the evening
And they know
That they're on their own

Some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are filling
Some boys are filling the hole
Some boys are sleeping
some boys are sleeping alone

Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love
They won't get what they want