I Ain’t Your Boy Songtext
von Jamie Lenman
I Ain’t Your Boy Songtext
I see the pictures on the wall
The time, the place, I don′t recall
I can't swear I was there at all
Or if I′m here now
I hear the way you talk to me
It's like you're asking silently
To make it like it used to be
But I just don′t know how
′Cause I ain't your boy
I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
No, I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
But I sleep in his bed
And I sleep with his wife
I know all of his friends
I inhabit his life
I watch him on the videos
The shaggy hair, the funny clothes
The naked lip beneath the nose, a muscle memory
You wonder loudly where he is
And why he never reappears
I try to tell you through the tears
I haven′t seen that kid for years
And I ain't your boy
I ain't your boy
I ain′t your boy
No, I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
And you′re never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
You're never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (nothing's gonna bring him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (nothing's gonna bring him back)
And you're never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
You′re never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (nothing's gonna bring him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (if you kiss me and call me his name)
I ain't your boy
I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
No, I ain′t your boy (I see the pictures on the wall, the time, the place, I don't recall)
I ain't your boy (the shaggy hair, the funny clothes, the naked lip beneath the nose)
I ain′t your boy (I see the pictures on the wall)
I ain′t your boy (the time, the place I don't recall)
I ain′t your boy (the shaggy hair, the funny clothes, the naked lip beneath the nose)
No, I ain't your boy (I see the pictures on the wall, the time, the place, I don′t recall)
I ain't your boy (the shaggy hair, the funny clothes, the naked lip beneath the nose)
The time, the place, I don′t recall
I can't swear I was there at all
Or if I′m here now
I hear the way you talk to me
It's like you're asking silently
To make it like it used to be
But I just don′t know how
′Cause I ain't your boy
I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
No, I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
But I sleep in his bed
And I sleep with his wife
I know all of his friends
I inhabit his life
I watch him on the videos
The shaggy hair, the funny clothes
The naked lip beneath the nose, a muscle memory
You wonder loudly where he is
And why he never reappears
I try to tell you through the tears
I haven′t seen that kid for years
And I ain't your boy
I ain't your boy
I ain′t your boy
No, I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
And you′re never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
You're never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (nothing's gonna bring him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (nothing's gonna bring him back)
And you're never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
You′re never gonna get him back (never gonna get him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (nothing's gonna bring him back)
Nothing′s gonna bring him back (if you kiss me and call me his name)
I ain't your boy
I ain′t your boy
I ain't your boy
No, I ain′t your boy (I see the pictures on the wall, the time, the place, I don't recall)
I ain't your boy (the shaggy hair, the funny clothes, the naked lip beneath the nose)
I ain′t your boy (I see the pictures on the wall)
I ain′t your boy (the time, the place I don't recall)
I ain′t your boy (the shaggy hair, the funny clothes, the naked lip beneath the nose)
No, I ain't your boy (I see the pictures on the wall, the time, the place, I don′t recall)
I ain't your boy (the shaggy hair, the funny clothes, the naked lip beneath the nose)
Writer(s): Jamie Edward Lenman, Sean Genockey, Angus Macfarlane Cowan, Harry Peter Goodchild, Daniel James Kavanagh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com