Trees Songtext
von McCafferty

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 am hiding in the closest, 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 me?

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-


Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey!) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey!) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Just string me up, two or three
Just string me up, down by the trees
Just bought my pants, I′m such a freak
A fucking fag that never sees

Just string me up, two or three
Just string me up, down by the trees
Just bought 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

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey!) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Fuck!