Beautiful boy you unscrewed the lock that once was in my door
Beautiful boy you unscrew the doors since we don't use it anymore
Not by force like some would do
That wouldn't work I guess you knew
Not by skills that wouldn't do
You found a way soft and [bad word] Beautiful boy

Boy, you make me wanna rise, you make me wanna shine
You make wanna be a little better all the time
You make wanna be as good as I can be
You make wanna be a better person can't you see
Beautiful boy

Beautiful boy your attentive hands may open any door
Beautiful boy soon I may forget what those doors where there for
To the traitors I gave [bad word] I had fate in dirt [bad word] When one does one needs ones door
But I don't live like that anymore
Beautiful boy
Boy
Beautiful boy
Beautiful boy