Songtext von Trees

Slept in your room with your friends on the inside Needed some air so I slept on the outside Down on the couch with your boyfriend I need this The smell of his hair and the taste of his lips I hide in the closet, but I'm not a faggot My friends never found out my mom was a Christian My dad is an Alchie I bet that he kills me I don't know how God thinks, but God do you love me? I don't know how God thinks, but God do you love me? I don't know how God thinks, but God do you love? She says I need a certain satisfaction kind It's something you could never give to my type She said I need a certain satisfaction kind It's something you could never give to my, to my, to my Just string me up, two or three Just string me up, down by the trees Just by my pants, I'm such a freak A fucking fag and I never seize Just string me up, two or three Just string me up, down by the trees Just by my pants, I'm such a freak I'm such a freak, I'm such a freak! She says I need a certain satisfaction kind It's something you could never give to my type She said I need a certain satisfaction kind It's something you could never give to my, to my, to my To my, to my, to my, to yours To my, to my, to my, to yours Fuck!