Lyrics:

Well, she’s not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
'Cause that’s just ridiculously odd
Well she sure is gonna get it
Here’s the setting:
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes

You sure your sure you let her have it
Your sure your

Have some composure!
Where is your posture?
Oh no, no
You're pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong
(Repeat)

Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me, give me a break

When I say shotgun you say wedding
Shotgun, wedding (2x)

Well, she didn’t choose this role
But she’ll play it and make it sincere so
You cry (2x)
Give me a break
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams
Give me a break

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh no, no
You're pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong
(Repeat)

Come on, this is screaming photo op (2x)
Come on (2x)
This is screaming (3x)
Photo op.
(Repeat 2x)

Have some composure
Where is your posture
You sure you sure you let her have it
Your pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
Your sure your sure

Well Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Baby, give me a break

When I say shotgun you say wedding
Shotgun, wedding (2x)

Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams