Boys

You cut your teeth at fifteen

Gave it all to a boy in your mother's brand new white jeans

And you don't know anything, despite what you think

Stop the bus

Stop the bus

Stop the bus

Stop the bus

And you, wanna hear the sound but you can't host the silence

Smoking cigarettes you bought

With your mate's sister's driving license

And the guy on the door said you turn him on

You said "you know it babe" but you didn't like it at all

Stop the noise

Stop the noise

Stop the noise

Stop the noise

Stop the noise

Where do we go when we've had enough?

Where do we go when we've had enough?

And it hurt when he told you he'd touched himself with you in mind

And it hurt when he told you you're not the kind of girl he likes

And you wept all summer when he wished you dead but

He said he didn't "mean it like that"

And they said boys will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Where do we go when we've had enough?

Where do we go when we've had enough?

Cause I can't shake this feeling

That my body's killing me

Where do we go when we've had enough?

They said boys will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

They said boys will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

They said boys will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

They said boys will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys

Will be boys