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, 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 (x4)
They won't get what they want