I whine and I whine more
I cry and I cry more
I tremble and shiver more and more and more
I get weaker and weaker
I cough and cough up more
These doctors don't know what they're saying
Do I have to prove that I'm dying?
A weak self-image,
I'm a spoiled creature,
a sinful seal,
clever as a mink,
a horny little guy
I'm always drowning in shame
but I'll do anything that sells
Sticking bling on my finger
I'm an anxious wreck
Vomiting, crying, whining
I'm a mess
Easily hurt
I'm that type, a total prude making a scene
You're a porn boy
You're a porn boy
Sometimes it's hitting
Sometimes it's crushing
Tying down the porn boy, the bad boy
I'm a porn boy
A sexy man
Sometimes I'm a good boy,
sometimes bad
Sometimes there's a leather thong,
sometimes it's tight
Sometimes I lie alone,
utterly lonely,
tied down, insomniac,
a sticky boy
You're a porn boy
You're a porn boy,
a repulsive boy
A porn boy
You're a porn boy
You disgust me
You're a porn boy
You're a porn boy
A weak self-image,
I'm a spoiled creature,
a sinful seal,
clever as a mink,
a horny little guy
I'm always drowning in shame
but I'll do anything that sells
Sticking bling on my finger
I'm an anxious wreck
Vomiting, crying, whining
I'm a mess
Easily hurt
I'm that type, a total prude making a scene
Uncountable fetishes
I whine and I whine
You're a porn boy