I wanna teach you a lesson, in the worst kind of way…
Same Love - Macklemore Ft. Mary Lambert
When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay
‘Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mom tears rushing down my face
She’s like “Ben you’ve loved girls since before pre-k tripping, “
Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, “Yeah, I’m good at little league”
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing God, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And God loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don’t know
this song is fucking amazing.
So I’ll be bold,
As well as strong…
And use my head alongside my heart
So tame my flesh,
And fix my eyes
That tethered mind free from the lies
If I could find a way to see this straight,
I’d run away,
To some fortune that I should have found by now
I’m waiting for this cough syrup to come down, come down…
And as it gets dark in this house of hallways
And no corridor leads to the stairs
With still wet black paint on all the windows
We got no clocks cause time don’t care here…
There was glass inside my feet and raining down from the ceiling,
It opened up the scars that had just finished healing.
It tore apart the canyon running down your femur,
I thought that it was beautiful, it made me a believer.
And as it opened I could hear you howling from your room,
But I hid out in the hall until the hurricane blew.
When I reappeared and tried to give you something for the pain
You came to hating me again, and just sang your refrain:
You had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare.
You were just a little kid, and they cut your hair,
Then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying.
They should have listened, they thought that you were lying….
Daddy was an asshole, he fucked you up,
Built the gears in your head, now he greases them up.
And no one paid attention when you just stopped eating.
“Eighty seven pounds!” and this all bears repeating…
if you don’t stop the self-defeating lies you’ve been repeating
since the day you brought me home.
I know you’re strong…"
Barely conscious in the door where you stand
Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demands
You laugh at every word trying hard to be cute
I almost feel sorry for what I’m gonna do
And your hair smells of smoke
Who will cast the first stone?
You can sin or spend the night all alone…