Straight Boy

Can someone tell me why
 I always seem to let these
 Straight boys ruin my life?
 I guess I'm just too nice to
 Run away or stay where we have
 Who I trust and who's surrounding me and
 Hope that there's any good left in this life
 And trust I give isn't given to me
 And the hate inside is all I see
 And you're clinging to a false sense of pride
 Can someone tell me why
 It always seems to seem like
 All straight boys care about
 Is how they're viewed from the outside?
 'Cause being true is not their thing
 Oh, it eats them up internally
 Then they take it out on people like me all the time
 They say I'm brave for being true
 But act like it's not something they can do
 But they're clinging to a false sense of pride
 Don't tell me you don't see
 The pool of contradiction
 Don't tell me you don't see
 The flood in your convictions
 Oh, run away or stay where we have
 Who I trust and who's surrounding me and
 Hope that there's any good left in this life
 And trust I give isn't given to me
 And the hate inside is all I see
 And you're clinging to a false sense of pride
 Can someone tell me why
 It always seems to seem like
 All straight boys care about
 Is how they're viewed from the outside?
 'Cause being true is not their thing
 Oh, it eats them up internally
 And they take it out on people like me all the time
 They say I'm brave for being true
 But act like it's not something they can do
 But they're clinging to a false sense of pride
 So run away and stay where we are
 Who I trust and who's surrounding me
 And hope that there's any good left in this life
 Life
 Life