Boy

When I had Once or twice Thought I left My life

Oh, I'll wake up in a thousand years With every ghost I'm looking through

I was a cold, cold boy More when I lie with you But man, I'm bored about you Why, why

When it's gone And you hope That your mind's Made up

Oh I'd wake up in 20,000 years With every ghost of what I knew

I was a cold, cold boy More when i die with you but when i'm bored about you Why, why

I was a cold Cold boy More when i said to you that i'm bored about you why, why