The boys who kiss and bite
They are the brilliant ones who speak and write
With silver luck
They sing in clever taunts
All while my knees go weak to be the one
She kicks and bites

Always quick to follow
The boys are too refined
Won't matter tomorrow
Oh to be in his mind

And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And if I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance

To Daddy singing sweet
A lullaby to all his credit speak
His golden lie
To the edge with a car
He sent if off a cliff just for the spark
To hell with why

Always quick to follow
The boys are too refined
Won't matter tomorrow
Oh to be in his mind

[X3] And if the timing is right
To sneak off into the night
I'll let myself be taken just for the thrill
And if I'm given the chance
To be a doll in his hands
I will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance