Yeah...About That

I'm standing in the hallway, awkward, staring at the open closet
Never wondering if someone's following my gaze
I didn't think you'd see me with my eyes glued to your legs
But I've felt fuller every moment of the last 300 days

Did I neglect to mention these old chemical intentions
Seek to harness my attention for a while
It's like queer eye for a straight guy, but I lack a sense of style

You're a limbo living lover, not exposed yet not uncovered
Hiding secrets in your emerald coloured eyes
A release of sexual tension from your horrified expression
When I told you we should both see other guys
It's as though I owe you something and as well that might be true

But the problem isn't that I'm into boys, I'm just not into you



Credits
Writer(s): Bill Morton
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