Every night in my dreams I see you in the magazines   sorry I saw reason to try and fall in love with you again      hold your hips, kiss your (???)    touch your face and hold my breath    lay your head on my chest some I have for quiet rest      I'll be the boy that stops his pulse just to give you a quiet night   I'll be the boy that catches fire just to keep you warm inside.   I'll be the boy that misses you and smears his perfume on your sheets   I'll be the boy that kisses you and smears his lipstick on your cheek      So darling its half past two    I am up still thinking of you    try to swear never to get swollen eyes from missing you so   hold your hand, touch your lips   hold my breath for one last kiss   as you lay your hand on my chest hold you tight just to know that       I'll be the boy that stops his pulse just to give you a quiet night    I'll be the boy that catches fire just to keep you warm inside   I'll be the boy that misses you and smears his perfume on your sheets   I'll be the boy that kisses you and smears his lipstick on your cheek      I'l be the boy that kisses you and smears his lipstick on your cheek    My magazine queen       I'll be the boy that kisses you and smears his lipstick on your cheek    My magazine queen      I'll be the boy that kisses you and smears his lipstick on your cheek    My magazine queen