Boys lyrics

It’s​ ​written​ ​in​ ​the​ ​bags​ ​under​ ​your​ ​eyes ​And​ ​written​ ​on​ ​the​ ​lines​ ​on​ ​the​ ​back​ ​of​ ​your​ ​hands You​ ​keep​ ​it​ ​in, ​​folded​ ​up and​ ​I​ ​don’t​ ​mind There​ ​is​ ​a​ ​secret​ ​we​ ​all​ ​share​ ​And​ ​I​ ​do​ ​not​ ​believe​ ​in​ ​God, ​but​ ​I​ ​believe​ ​in​ ​disrepair ​‘Cause​ ​I’ve seen​ ​it Watched​ ​it​ ​weave I’ve​ ​watched​ ​it​ ​weave​ ​through​ ​it​ ​all And​ ​the​ ​boys​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​me​ ​like​ ​I​ ​was​ ​crazy I​ ​stared​ ​through​ ​them​ ​like​ ​they​ ​were​ ​God​ Cut​ ​the​ ​rope​ ​and​ ​let​ ​'em​ ​fall together Yeah​ ​the​ ​boys​ ​turn​ ​to​ ​me​ ​for​ ​an​ ​answer, ​​‘cause​ ​I've​ ​seen​ ​it ‘Cause​ ​I've​ ​seen​ ​it All​ ​that’s​ ​left​ ​is​ ​the​ ​smoking​ ​gun ​ ​ Sing​ ​for​ ​me,​ ​I​ ​know​ ​you’ve​ ​got​ ​it​ ​in​ ​your​ ​lungs ​ ​ Breathe​ ​in, ​count​ ​to​ ​four ​ ​ Breathe out, ​count​ ​to​ ​ten ​ Kiss​ ​the​ ​ground, ​you’re​ ​upside​ ​down​ ​again And​ ​the​ ​boys​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​me​ ​like​ ​I​ ​was​ ​crazy ​ ​ I​ ​stared​ ​through​ ​them​ ​like​ ​they​ ​were​ ​God​ Cut​ ​the​ ​rope​ ​and​ ​let​ ​'em​ ​fall together ​ Yeah​ ​the​ ​boys​ ​turn​ ​to​ ​me​ ​for​ ​an​ ​answer, ​‘cause​ ​I've​ ​seen​ ​it ​ ​‘Cause​ ​I've​ ​seen​ ​death I’ve​ ​seen​ ​it It’s​ ​written​ ​in​ ​the​ ​bags​ ​under​ ​your​ ​eyes​ ​And​ ​written​ ​on​ ​the​ ​lines​ ​on​ ​the​ ​back​ ​of​ ​your​ ​hands ​ You​ ​keep​ ​it​ ​in, ​​folded​ ​up and​ ​I​ ​don’t​ ​mind​ ​at​ ​all