I can not pretend that I wasn’t
The boy that met you standing by the lamp
Well I turned and ran for good
And hid out under my bed and waited there
For the sun [bad word] back out 

Shivers down my back
Messages sent by my heart that understands
The sensitive nature of a boy inside a man
Is it safe [bad word] out and show myself to you just yet?
What’re my chances? 

You don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me 

Tears ran down her face
And trapped her hair between the lips that parted winds
I’m polar she’s tropic
I’m a boy inside a man
Is it safe [bad word] out and show myself to you just yet?
What’re my chances? 

You don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me 

You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me
You, you don’t understand me