Boys Video (MV)

I'm in the doorway at the show
Waiting for anyone I know
I'm crippled, I am shy
I'm a private kind of guy

The spray of sweat is flying
Between their bodies writhing
Between their bodies writhing
I know it sounds surprising, but oh oh oh oh

I'm cut from a cloth
I'd die to know what
Got a mind like a kid
It's all hunger and id

I'm not here to take a photograph
Of the boys in the rock band
I'm dancing with the living dead
And my friends don't understand
No my friends don't understand

About the boys in the rock band
Girls, go on clap your hands
Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy

Bottles broken on the ground
I'm stricken by the sound
With nothing else to prove
I'mma let these muscles move

I feel the pulse around me
Have they got you like they got me?
Have they got you like they got me?
Gimme that disease, oh oh oh oh

In a cosmic state
In his silver face paint
Got the lives of a cat
And veins like a map

I'm not here to take a photograph
Of the boys in the rock band
I'm dancing with the living dead
And my friends don't understand
No my friends don't understand

About the boys in the rock band
Girls, go on clap your hands
Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy

On hands and knees
He only aims to please
That's how you get free
You just gotta bleed

I'm not here to take a photograph
Of the boys in the rock band
I'm dancing with the living dead
And my friends don't understand
No my friends don't understand

About the boys in the rock band
Girls, go on clap your hands
Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy