I hope Ты hang yourself with your H&M scarf
While jacking off listening to Mozart
Ты сука and moan about L.A.
Wishing Ты were in the rain Чтение Hemingway
Ты don’t eat meat and drive electrical cars
You’re so indie rock it’s almost an art
Ты need SPF45
Just to stay alive

You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like boys

You’re so sad maybe Ты should buy a happy meal
You’re so skinny Ты should really super size the deal
Secretly Ты you’re so amused
And nobody understands you
I’m so mean cuz cannot get Ты out of your head
I’m so angry cuz you’d rather my Космос instead
I can’t believe I fell in Любовь
With someone that wears еще make up and

You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
La, la, la
La, la, la
Oh, oh, oh
Do, do, do, do, bop, bop, bow
Do, do, do, bop, bop. день
You’re so gay, you’re so gay

Ты walking around like you’re oh so debonair
Ты pull them down and there’s really nothing there
I wish Ты would just be real with me

You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like
You’re so gay and Ты don’t even like boys
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like
No Ты don’t even like, no Ты don’t even like, no, no, no, no, no, no