For The Boys Lyrics

Burn it all and break your home

This one's for the boys

You're a vain and shameless man


But hell, I love your voice


Skinny fingers and mumbling mouths

I'd like to mark your words
'cause sometimes I don't trust you when you're singing


Of love and play

It's the story of you



Losing to your daydream

You dancing with a smokescreen

Goin' under with your daydream

In the wake of a big machine

Honey, honey, and money and man


All my lonely boys

Easy with the sleight of hand


You're talking sweet 'bout the pain and the ladies



And sometimes you look ugly when you're happy

And sometimes you look better when you're down

A real good song


It's the story of you


Losing to your daydream

You dancing with a smokescreen

Goin' under with your daydream

You're sliding through the big sleep



Like you're tryin' to break my heart
Man, you can sing


And you can hate

And you can blame it on the stars
You're strung up in your guitar

You're strung out on who you are


Come on boys, it's time you let it go



(Losing to your daydream)

(You dancing with a smokescreen)
(Goin' under with your daydream)


(You're sliding through the big sleep)



See me losing to your daydream

See me dancing with your smokescreen

Going under with your daydream



In the wake of a big machine

In the wake of a big machine

In the wake of a big machine

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