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

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

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

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"
"Shotgun", "Wedding"

Well, she didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere so
You cry, you cry
(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! Break! Break! Break!)

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

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

Come on, this is screaming
"Photo op." op...
Come on, this is screaming
"Photo op." op........
Come on, come
This is screaming, This is screaming,
This is screaming, "Photo op."

Boys will be boys baby
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys baby
Boys will be boys

Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me your attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun"
You say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding"

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