Beautiful Boy

The best a boy can ever be is pretty
He launches ships on which he sails to safety
And what I′m feeling isn’t lust, it′s envy
He has the Earth, makes love to her to spite me
I am held captive by the ribbon round my neck
Each course I chart determined by a wreck
The power in my hips is useless in the dark
What good are red lips when you’re faced with something sharp?

Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
I wish I could be a beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy

I wish I could be a beautiful boy