I Ain't Your Boy - Jamie Lenman

I see the pictures on the wall\nThe time, the place, I don’t recall\nI can’t swear I was there at all\nOr if I’m here now\nI hear the way you talk to me\nIt’s like you’re asking silently\nTo make it like it used to be\nBut I just don’t know how\n'Cause I ain’t your boy\nNo, I ain’t your boy\nBut I sleep in his bed…\nAnd I sleep with his wife…\nI know all of his friends…\nI inhabit his life…\nI watch him on the videos;\nThe shaggy hair, the funny clothes\nThe naked lip beneath the nose\nA muscle memory\nYou wonder loudly where he is\nAnd why he never reappears\nI try to tell you through the tears\nI haven’t seen that kid for years\nAnd I ain’t your boy\nNo, I ain’t your boy\nAnd you’re never gonna get him back…\nNothing’s gonna bring him back…\nBut if you narrow your blue eyes\nI could be him, from way back when\nAnd I won’t mind\nThere’s no shame if you kiss me\nAnd call me his name\n'Cause I ain’t your boy\nNo, I ain’t your boy\n(I see the pictures on the wall\nThe time, the place, I don’t recall\nThe shaggy hair, the funny clothes\nThe naked lip beneath the nose.)\n(And you’re never gonna get him back…\nNothing’s gonna bring him back…\nBut if you narrow your blue eyes\nI could be him, from way back when\nAnd I won’t mind\nThere’s no shame if you kiss me\nAnd call me his name.)