BOY

Seventeen is quite the age to have your

First breakup from a group of boys

It's that tear-stained diary kind of hurt

Your friends have reserved 'til you decoy

You'll follow their achievements through

You'll write about them leaving you

Like it's the only reason you keep on

Plastering your smug face so the

Past is in a snug place

But it comes back 'cos your luck plays like Dion's

And if I said I miss you boys?

If I said I miss you boys?

If I-

I know it's stupid to be mad about

The boy, but I'm no coward

Seventeen is quite the age to have

Authenticity so soured

His upper hand sure followed through

He showed me just what men can do

Our DNA has taboo too long

So call it whatever you choose

But there's a word for that

Obtuse? Obscene? Or just se-

No songs gonna let me name you, boy

If I dared to name you, boy?

Did they need to know that or was that a bridge too far?

Mind, they wanna know the feelings 'til they feel it on their arm

Oh, see, men pretend to be a hundred times worse than they are

All colosseums that he hums built an evil, astylar

'Cos the world is hot, the stakes are new, but you were always this

Seventeen is quite the age to be the one friend who'll commit

To the boy who lost his friends 'cos sadness burned him like the sun

To the boy who had his hands on me, forgive yourself, we won

So I go with love in my heart for that breakup, for that night

Let a gay man's loneliness be heard, the heard could get it right

Manner is the common enemy, they got him with a knife

Language is our world's limit, let's speak euphoria to life

My brothers, I know your plays and it was the butler

I know your kind and it was the butler

I've seen this act before and it was the butler

So how could I miss you, boys?

How could I miss you, boys?

I live with the boy

I live with the boy