sweet thing

it's safe in the city

to love in a doorway

to wrangle some screens from the door

and isn't it me

putting pain in a stranger?

like a portrait in flesh

who trails on a leash

will you see that i'm scared and i'm lonely?

so i'll break up my room

and yawn and i

run to the centre of things

where the knowing one says

boys

boys

its a sweet thing

boys

boys

its a sweet thing

sweet thing

if you want it

boys

get it here

thing

'cause hope

boys

is a cheap thing

cheap

thing

i'm glad that you're older than me

makes me feel important and free

does that make you smile

isn't that me?

i'm in your way

and i'll steal every moment

if his trade is a curse

then i'll bless you

and turn to the crossroads

and hamburgers

and.