Intro: Some boys are filling Some boys are filling the hole They're making the killing at the top of the billings Their role, 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 And then leave them, they're through Some boys are sleeping Some boys are sleeping alone 'Cause there's no one that's keeping Them warm through the evening They know they're on their own Some boys don't know how to love Some boys are sleeping Some boys are sleeping alone 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 But they get what they want End on: