Borough Boy

Just a moment ago, I really thought I was fine
Or if I stop to think, but maybe that's just why
The things they say and the looks they throw
I don't think, I don't think

And that's when I close the door
I have a weakness for your face
It's getting hard to slow down
It's a game, and I won't stop
I can't stop it in my hate

I've found the crystal clear
And I know I'm worth one blow to your head

When I'm in my room alone, I wish I could sleep
And the ache in my bones, it runs so deep
Sometimes the things I think and the plans I make
They scare me, they scare me

What if I close the door?
I have a weakness for your face
It's getting hard to slow down
It's a game, and I won't stop
I can't stop it in my hate

I've found the crystal clear
And I know I'm worth one blow to your head

Don't fuck with me, chump
Hey, look me in the eye
Don't fuck with me, chump
Hey, look me in the eye
Don't fuck with me, chump
Hey, look me in the eye
Don't fuck with me, chump
Hey, look me in the eye