Ballad of the Boy

Is he on fire again?
Oh, don't worry about him
He's usually got some sort of plan
Unaided, I roll off again

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What are you doing on my floor?
Surely you don't need help anymore
Swear I saw you smile at the door
Nobody cares if you're still sore

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What good will a hug do the boy?
He knows he's loved, that's for sure
Why bother giving him that choice
What more could he ask us for?

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Be the big boy I know you are
Stop hangin' out the window of your car
Pats on the back only go so far
Especially when at arms length like you are

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You haven't spoken all night
I promise you, you're alright
Don't go giving us a fright
You wouldn't do it anyways

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What good will a hug do the boy?
Doesn't do shit, that's for sure
Quit that act of being coy
We see you for all that you are

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Why did you leave again?
Surely it's for the attention
I don't care if you are broken
So much for leaning on friends

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What good will a kiss do the boy?
He can't love, trust me I know
What the hell could he be lusting for?
Give him space and nothing more

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What good will a kiss do the boy?
Unloved and uncared for, that's his choice
Born to be broken and nothing more
Barely deserves to have that voice