Some Boys - Death Cab for Cutie, Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla

Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole

They’re making the killing at the top of the billings

Their role, and 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 evening

They know that 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

They get what they want