Straight Boy

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