Local H - April White Belt Boys Lyrics

Yeah... hope you have a lonely life Yeah... hope you have a lonely life A high heel stumble home from the gala with your gurney bag clutched to your chest Hangin' on the arm of the guy who sewed you into your new dress Oooh... It's a tragedy, so completely, it's almost Greek And if I was to be hard-pressed, I'd lie and say I could not care less Yeah... hope you have a lonely life Yeah... hope you have a lonely life, a lonely life One red carpet bleeds into another, you're stained and it won't rub off Lining up to get under your covers The boys with white belts, snouts for the trough Oooh... It's a tragedy, so completely, I'm barely me And if I was to be hard-pressed, I'd lie and say I am not obsessed Yeah... hope you have a lonely life, a lonely life. Sha!