about me

you think i speak all time
and sometimes yes, when i'm alone
you think all is fine
through what's happened at my home

they look and they yell
about what i am
but i'll never tell
that they don't understand

and my friends aren't on it
but sometimes they laugh
and here's one my habit
i don't tell if it's hard

you'll never know
when i'll go
and you'll never know
behind my theatreshow

i've heard i'm nice and comic
and thoughtless and gay
what is ironic?
that all is okay

and i know what's hidden
it makes me feel bad
all is forbidden
that's done by mom and dad

there's so much in my life
that i can't stand
i haven't found kind of knife
that would show another land

oh yes i'm smoking
like my mom now, dad before
oh god, i love drinking
like all men in my family, that's sure

you'll never know
when i'll go
and you'll never know
behind my theatreshow