These pretty eyes

This pretty hair

And pretty lips

You wanna kiss

This attitude

You wanna fix

My smile my style

It could take a while

I would pray for love

But it messed me up

So i pray for cards

And my fuckin make up

And it feels so nice

Being cold as ice

Yeah you paid the price

Now i roll the dice

And i don’t care anymore

This doesn’t feel right

Why shoud i cry about you

Im a glam boy

Im a glam boy

Do you really wanna stay with me

Or take the key

Would you be free?

But you really wanna lay with me

To watch tv, fake reality

I put my make up

To break up

Then make up

And fake love

Passion compassion

Turns into fashion

Yeah you pay the price

Now i roll the dice

And i don’t care anymore

This doesn’t feel right

Why shoud i cry about you

Im a glam boy

Im a glam boy