Don't know what you want me to say. But I won't lie We're not okay. I can't believe I feel this way But my skies have turned From blue to gray. Lying in this bed we made I think about this game we played. We used to be partners in crime But I guess it's true All things change with time. You used to be the one for me. You used to be my star. I remember the way we used to kiss When you climbed into my car. Now our story's ending, There's only one thing left to say. I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry baby But I think I might be gay.
Wrote this when I was driving. For the record, I am NOT gay. Just did it for a rhyme and it actually tied the story together.