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

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

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

You’re so gay and te don’t even like boys
No te don’t even like, no te don’t even like, no te don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and te don’t even like boys
No te don’t even like, no te don’t even like, no te 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. giorno
You’re so gay, you’re so gay

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

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