And it's prejudice
As if he chose to be this way
They'll make him keep more than he would take

One summer morning
He left us ashamed
In some small town of small ways
The one they feared
They might turn to stone
They feared to hold his hand
And he died alone
He died alone

They might turn to stone... alone

Don't leave them on an island of shame

Your solution
You homophobic
You coward
You send them away to an island of misery
You're not immune to any disease
I can not argue when the [bad word] is plain to see
In your beliefs, your fear of death
I see reflections of society
We'll take our last breath alone

Don't leave them on an island of shame

Open your eyes
It's all in sight
Adding insult to injury
'Cause deep inside
The [bad word] in lies
It's not that blind
He was alone

And it's prejudice
As if he chose to be this way
They'll make him keep more than he would take
It's prejudice
Yes it's prejudice
As if he chose to be this way
They'll make him keep more than he would take
They like to stabb him in the back