Alone, alone, oh
Taking aim at myself
I call your name, but it's not a call for help
You're bad news but I made the choice
'Cause someone told me not to believe in pretty boys
But I'd do anything for pretty boys like you
I know the depths that I would go down to
My holy water's running dirty through my mind
I'm dreaming of pretty boys tonight
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Press your lips on a glass
Visual bliss, boy, my eyes are running back
You're too cute and I'm annoyed
'Cause someone told me not to believe in pretty boys
But I'd do anything for pretty boys like you
I know the depths that I would go down to
My holy watеr's running dirty through my mind
I'm dreaming of pretty boys tonight
