Lyrics
Lost Boys
"Lost Boys" is a song by Phoebe Bridgers. It appears on the album Lost Weekend. 9Lyrics shows its lyrics line by line in time with the music, so you can follow along as the song plays. Use the player to hear the track or browse more songs by Phoebe Bridgers.
Lyrics
On a motor bike
Doing 90 in a 55
To another life
Where they make you cut your hair
Impatient
With a rifle and your papers
Weightless but not scared
This machine is killing me
I pretended it was make-believe
Lost boys
Never grow up, never go home
Lost boys
Never spend their lunch money, yeah
Lost boys
Never grow up, never get old
Lost boys
Find me
That one time in East Berlin
When you threw a tantrum with a 57
And broke a rib
You told me you wish you were dead
But I don't believe that
I still wonder how you're sleeping
I don't feel bad, but I'm sorry
This machine is killing me
I pretended it was make-believe
Lost boys
Never grow up, never go home
Lost boys
Never spend their lunch money, yeah
Lost boys
Never grow up, never get old
Lost boys
Find me
In a twin bed
Where all will be forgiven in an instant
Hands in each other's hair
We are born again
So who cares where we're going?
In the morning, you are not there
One, two, three, woo
Lost boys
Never grow up, never go home
Lost boys
Never spend their lunch money, yeah
Lost boys
Never give up, never get old
Lost boys
Come find me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah