Don't Tell the Boys

Don't tell the boys that you've been crying in my arms Yeah, I believe it's sharing season for the feelings in our hearts (Come on now!) Sign the dotted line, go ahead and join my little cult We'll talk about how childhood traumas guide our actions as adults Slam the bottle on the counter Take this thing down shot for shot You know I've made a lot of best friends You're the best friend that I've got And now we're howling at the moon Hell, yeah, we're making lots of noise You know I hate to say "I love you" But thеre ain't no other choice Don't tеll the boys Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys that we done spent the week inside And watched three seasons of the OC 'til Marrisa fucking dies You know at times, I'm more like Ryan, you're a little more like Seth You're so quick-witted when we talk about what happens after death I heard your brother's in the desert He's been fighting for our freedom He's been chasing nameless faces Ever since he finished rehab Can we support the individual Without supporting the whole damn complex? It's either shooting guns or heroin At least one of 'em pays for college, ah, shit! Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys that we just had our little talk You know in tougher times, us guys decide we'd rather walk the walk I'll always be a lending ear, I'll be your elephant best friend Don't tell the boys we've got each other, and I'll love you 'til the end Don't tell the boys Don't tell the boys! Don't tell the boys! Don't tell the boys! Don't tell the boys!