Bi
People, if they choose you, then they want you to decide
But you'd rather relax, kick back, enjoy the ride
There's a catagory if you're straight or gay
You're a wild card gambler and you like it both ways
Everybody wants you when you're bi
Looking at the girls and eyeing all the guys
Everybody loves you when you're bi
But the tension and the passion's double amplified
My lover told me, well, that she's bi
I wanted to scream, there were tears in my eyes
She said baby, baby, don't you cry
'Cause the one I am with, you've been seeing on the side
Everybody wants you when you're bi
Eating with the girls and laughing with the guys
Everybody loves you when you're bi
But the tension and the passion's double amplified
Everybody wants you when you're bi
Feeling all the girls and touching all the guys
Well, everybody loves you when you're bi
Well a friend of a friend of a friend told me
Everybody's messed up with their sexuality
Well a friend of a friend of a friend told me
I need a closet big enough to live in
A closet for the whole world to live in
I want a closet big enough to live in
A closet for the whole world to live in
Everybody wants you when you're bi
Loving all the girls and loving all the guys
Everybody needs you when you're bi
But the tension and the passion's double amplified
Everybody wants you
That's right
Everybody needs you
Um-hum
Everybody likes you
I'll bet
Everybody loves you
Everybody, yeah
Everybody
Everybody, come on now
Everybody, not me
Everybody, whoo
Everybody, yeah
Everybody, come on now
Everybody
Well everybody loves you
Bi
Licking all the girls
Licking all the guys
Everybody's fucked up with their sexuality
You like it both ways
Like it both ways
Bi
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your lies and decieving diplomats
can't reach me where i'm hiding at
you'll find you have no powers over me
i'm in a place where no one's been
it's free of greed and all your sin
and weapons that are lying to your mirror
i wanna forget you just the way you are
so i won't be lonely here without you near
(cause i can't afford your tears)
late night high rise blocks of cold
with burgess growing gracefully old
t.v. patterns glow where i must go
dark creaking floorboards changing walls
the corpse sharing sheets that leaves in morn
i'm s