Beautiful Boy
The Last Dinner Party
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 around 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)
I wish I could be a beautiful boy
