Boy

Build us a house in a faraway land Promising boy That I thought was a man Grit in my teeth With my head in the sand Stuck to me now But he don’t understand No he don't understand No he don't understand He's playing hooky I'm skipping town She was the book he Couldn't put down And I read their faces Like I read those pages And I saw all places And I'm seeing myself out Make me beg for the truth I don't even wanna know Now Ooh Coming up on a quiet end Hard to say if you were good to me then Oh the truth came out, and I swallowed it again Oh I don't like how it feels I can't just stuff it down and Pretend Oh our love was rеal But I don't know when No I don't know When [Instrumental]