Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pixey
Remixer
Ella McNamara
Lead Vocals
Elizabeth Sinead Hillesdon
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ella McNamara
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pixey
Producer
Ella McNamara
Producer
Tom Longworth
Mixing Engineer
Steph Marziano
Producer
Elizabeth Sinead Hillesdon
Producer
Robin Schmidt
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
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
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 it like that
Stop the noise
Stop the noise
Stop the noise
They said 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?
Oh you knew I'd had enough
I was young alone and drunk
You were somebody I could trust
I guess that's just my luck and
I can't fight this feeling
I know they just won't believe
That their 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
(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
Written by: Ella McNamara