Sick Boy Smile Video (MV)

You spent all your early teenage years on the message boards on Childline
Fantasising about better times where you could look like a girl
And not get treated like shit
When you weren't doing that you were Staring at the fem boys from the sideline
Saying in your head "Why don't you come back to mine?"
But being foiled every time cos self consciousness sinks Ships

How did you get so far to where it is you currently are?
I don't know what your eyes have seen and I dread to think of where your hands have been

Cos you were such a lovely boy when you were young
The kind of speak-no-evil kid any good father would be pleased to call his son
It's an image I can't cut and paste
That sweet angelic Catholic face is now the toast of every pretty closet-case
From Kanas city to the BRIT school

You never used to hide condoms in record sleeves
I distinctly don't remember there being lube hidden away in your room
Back in two thousand thirteen

I'm still impressed at how you got this far to where you currently are
I know blokes who'd pay good money to see what you've seen
And feel up where your hands have been

You were such a lovely boy when you were young
The kind of awkward freud-case any good father would be pleased to cal his son
It's any image I can't quite cut and paste
That sweet angelic catholic face is now the toast of every pretty closet-case
From Moscow to San Francisco

Give it to me straight...

You were such a lovely boy when you were young
The kind of speak-no-evil kid any good father would be glad to call his son
It's an image I can't quite cut and paste that sweet and rosy terrified face
Is now the toast of every pretty closet-case
From here to ever after