Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
Theyre making their killing at the top the billings theyre on,
And thats all that they know
But some boys dont listen, some boys dont listen at all
They dont ask for permission, they lack inhibitions, no walls,
And they get what they want
But some boys dont know how to love
Some boys are singing, some boys are singing the blues
Joylessly flinging with the girls that theyre bringing to their rooms
And then leave them, theyre through
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Cause theres no one thats keeping them warm through the evening
They know, that theyre on their own
Some boys dont know how to love
Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Some boys dont know how to love
No, some boys dont know how to love
No, some boys dont know how to love
No, some boys dont know how to love
They wont get what they want