all I wanted was a kiss in the dark. A pretty boy, a gay boy who’d do me no harm. A bird in the hand is better than two by your side. Either he’s gay or bi, one day he’ll decide and who are you to say he’s gotta make up his mind. Echo echo there’s a crackle on the radio. Past mistakes I made broadcast on an afterschool show. Echo echo, I told you so, I told you so!
Bad and exciting things happen under basement stairs. Too late to take the bus home I swear, we sleep side by side, he’s just a gay boy with nothing to hide. The hickey on my neck, the balled-up underwear are just a joke we’ll text to our friends out there. You’ll never get it, you’ll never understand til it ends. Echo echo there’s a crackle on the radio. Past mistakes I made, broadcast on an afterschool show. Echo echo I told you so, I told you so!
Glue and words at my fingertips, lost my grip. Advice I’d let slip if I thought it made a difference. If regret could be “the be all and end all” now. If regret could be a “kiss and it’s all better now”. Echo echo there’s an echo in this room. My father chased him down the street with a broom. If you thought you heard a creak on the stair, well the voice in the room is staying beware! Echo echo there’s a crackle on the radio. Past mistakes I made, broadcast on an afterschool show. Echo echo I told you so, I told you so!