Pretty Boy Video (MV)

Pretty boy, puts his thumb on his jaw
His forefinger itchin' at a thought on his chin
He was here just a moment ago
On the chaise in a robe
Sendin texts to his father

His poems are songs, he wrote about love
He wrote about friends, and he sometimes spills wine
On his clothes, and his books and his robe
The rug and his toes are grapes, so don't even mention

He'd tell me "everyday is a rink
And people come and go, yeah but I'll be around ya buddy"
He was here just a moment ago, skating circles 'round Lauren
Making light of the weather

I'll stay home, you guys go and have fun
I'll find something to do, watch a show, load a gun

We came back, saw a bottle of wine spilling out of his head
But it wasn't quite clear
We came back, saw a bottle of wine spilling out of his head
But it wasn't quite clear

Pretty boy
Pretty boy
Pretty boy
Pretty boy
Pretty boy

Pretty boy, puts his thumb on his jaw
His forefinger itchin' at a thought on his chin