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