DON’T TELL THE BOYS Petey

[Verse 1]
Don't tell the boys that you've been crying in my arms
Yea 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

[Refrain]
Don't tell the boys
Don't tell the boys
Don't tell the boys!

[Verse 2]
Don't tell the boys that we done spent the week inside
And watched three seasons of The OC, 'til Marissa fucking dies
You know at times I'm more like Ryan, and 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 them pays for college
Ah shit!