You can tell me it doesn't hurt you at all,
But I won't believe you.
I used to say that to, acting brave and tall,
But behind closed doors I'd cry, and cry till a day anew.
They'd come to me, out the deep blue sea and yell,
"You dirty little dyke", they'd say.
"Just wait, you're going to hell"
And I'd believe them, I'd get down on my knees and Pray.
"Jesus don't send me to hell, I don't wanna be a dyke",
And then one day I realized it wasn't my fault.
I can't help that it's other girls that I like,
So I let out the feelings that were trapped in the vaulT
They say God loves everyone, including the gays,
When the time comes we'll all deal with him.
So who are you to judge our Earth bound days,
Hate flowing over the rim.
It will destroy us all one day, you know.