The boy with the young heart left the boy with the sad eyes
And went to the boy with the grin
Heart on his biceps, suffering another love
Could be the end of him
The blond boy
Blond boy
The blond boy
Blond boy
82 in the president hotel
Just the blond boy with me
Bad blood, jacking off jism and blues
Cliff richard on the black and white tv
The blond boy
The blond boy
The blond boy
The blond boy
If the world dont get much better
Well go and get a gun, hide it in our cellar
Twas then I knew that Id rather be
With a .22 calibre next to me
Than the blond boy
Than the blond boy
Blond boy
Than the blond boy
The blond boy
Blond boy
Blond boy
Blond boy
I can sin all my life for God will forgive me
Cant seem to suppress cruel feelings within me
God will forgive me they taught me when young
So I do what I like and say sorry when done
Blond boy
The blond boy
Blond boy
The blond boy
Were always cruel to the ones we love
Always cruel to the ones we love
Were always cruel to the ones we love
Always cruel to the ones we love
Blond boy
The blond boy
Blond boy
The blond boy
Riverside drives, years before
Flattened up against the bathroom door
Said you were the one, well to hell I lied
Too many problems boiling up inside
Blond boy
The blond boy
Blond boy
The blond boy
Its an endless search, how you know that hell
When I saw you last year and you were looking well
No bad blood, fake love, no feelings for me
Sad, but thats the way it was meant to be
Blond boy
The blond boy
Blond boy
The blond
