Hey, mom and dad, you would be happy for me I found God, but she was nothing like she seemed In those books, on that screen you pushed in front of me I now know that I would rather be dead
The grass is cut The snakes will show I see them all They’re all over
To all the girls that would be perfect for me Break my jaw so we can’t talk about me Since my mouth is bigger than my heart could ever be There’s no shame in screaming at deaf weddings
The grass is cut The snakes will show I see them all They’re all over The grass is cut and now I know myself They’re all over
To all those girls To all those boys To all those girls that will turn all those boys into those men
To all the girls that want to save me To all the boys – you’re just like me To all the girls that fucking hate me All the boys will grow up to be those broken men
