EAT A TREE

I'm not gay or lesbian... but it ticks me off the way people react...



I see you from across the room and my heart goes a-flutter.
I can watch you for hours and listen to every word you utter.
When I'm thinking about us, the idea doesn't sound so bright,
but when we're alone all the wrong suddenly becomes right.

All the good in the world has nothing over us,
but every time I think, the idea gets more ludicrous.
How can we be happy when all around us are sad?
How can we be lovers if it makes everyone mad?
"Jealousness, is all it is," I try to tell myself at night.
Nothing else could make them angry when we feel so right.

I love you, how is it so hard for them to know?
Why can't they leave us be and take us out of this show?
Everywhere we go someone is lurking in the dark
trying to catch a glimpse of us, trying to break my heart.
"Go Away!" I want to scream, "we're just another pair.
We're not all that amazing, just a couple, as common as air."

It's times like this I start to wish that we had never kissed,
but then I think all this pain is worth that moment of bliss.
So all those jealous people can go and eat a tree.
That's just it, they're jealous, jealous of you and me.