You call Yourself good

You call yourself good
Yet you go too far
you know you should
stay who you are

you tell me no
you tell them yes
your in a hurry to grow
you will not confess

That you lie to us
That you tell us stories
You kick up a fuss
When you drop from glory

I try not to care
I fight not so say
I don't find it fair
that you are so gay

with the lies you tell
and the people you hurt
i just want to yell
Your such a flirt