Straight Boy - Shamir

Can someone tell me why

I always seem to let these

Straight boys ruin my life?

I guess I’m just too nice to-

Run away or stay where we have

Who I trust and who’s surrounding me and

Hope that there’s any good left in this life

And trust I give isn’t given to me

And the hate inside is all I see

And you’re clinging to a false sense of pride

Can someone tell me why

It always seems to seem like

All straight boys care about

Is how they’re viewed from the outside?

'Cause being true is not their thing

Oh, it eats them up internally

Then they take it out on people like me all the time

They say I’m brave for being true

But act like it’s not something they can do

But they’re clinging to a false sense of pride

Don’t tell me you don’t see

The pool of contradiction

Don’t tell me you don’t see

The flood in your convictions

Oh, run away or stay where we have

Who I trust and who’s surrounding me and

Hope that there’s any good left in this life

And trust I give isn’t given to me

And the hate inside is all I see

And you’re clinging to a false sense of pride

Can someone tell me why

It always seems to seem like

All straight boys care about

Is how they’re viewed from the outside?

'Cause being true is not their thing

Oh, it eats them up internally

And they take it out on people like me all the time

They say I’m brave for being true

But act like it’s not something they can do

But they’re clinging to a false sense of pride

So run away and stay where we are

Who I trust and who’s surrounding me

And hope that there’s any good left in this life

Life, life