Boys

You cut your teeth at fifteen Gave it all to a boy in your mother's brand new white jeans And you don't know anything, despite what you think Stop the bus Stop the bus Stop the bus Stop the bus And you, wanna hear the sound but you can't host the silence Smoking cigarettes you bought With your mate's sister's driving license And the guy on the door said you turn him on You said "you know it babe" but you didn't like it at all Stop the noise Stop the noise Stop the noise Stop the noise Stop the noise Where do we go when we've had enough? Where do we go when we've had enough? And it hurt when he told you he'd touched himself with you in mind And it hurt when he told you you're not the kind of girl he likes And you wept all summer when he wished you dead but He said he didn't "mean it like that" And they said boys will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Where do we go when we've had enough? Where do we go when we've had enough? Cause I can't shake this feeling That my body's killing me Where do we go when we've had enough? They said boys will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Will be boys They said boys will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Will be boys They said boys will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Will be boys They said boys will be boys Will be boys Will be boys Will be boys