When he comes in so fair and thin, flamboyant and feminine your eyes are soon engaged to him.
You stare into his confidence, and when he smiles, that's when he grins, and tells you how he always wins.
Yes, I'm sure he'll save you, all because he holds you, and kisses like a girl. He never fails to please you, you love the way he sees you, and kisses like a girl.
But he won't treat you well, he won't rekindle your candles He is not the true love that you dream of.
And on the nights he isn't there, he wanders and you wonder where Where is your girl, so thin and fair?
But when you two are in a pair, with hands inside each other's hair, you smile and laugh, and no-one cares.
You wonder if he loves you, all because he holds you, and kisses like a girl. You're certain that he'll save you, while he goes down on you, kissing like a girl.
But he won't treat you well, he won't rekindle your candles, he is not the true love that you dream of.
On evenings of a social stew, you follow him from room to room, he rarely slurs a word to you.
And when the night is nearly through, and morning light is nearly due, his confidence stares into you.
and shows you what you long for, someone who knows who they are, and kisses like a girl.
and when he shouts, you tremble, and still he resembles, and kisses like a girl.
But he won't treat you well, he won't rekindle your candles He is not the true love that you dream of.