Some Boys

Some boys are feeling
Some boys are feeling the hurt
And making the killing
At the top of the building's the roof
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 like inhibitions, no one's
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
And they're leaving, they're through
But some boys are sleeping
Some boys are sleeping alone

'Cause there's no one that's keeping
The warmth through the evening
They know that they're on their own
But some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are sleeping
Some boys are sleeping alone
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
But they get what they want