Who's gonna tell us the stories, that our textbooks don't?
Tales of love that stay blurry, cause our courses won't
Ignore the way they're designed to erase the past
To keep good intentions secret
To force a mask
Too many handwritten letters
Signed to: "my dearest, with love"
All pulled from their papers, ripped out as cover up
To disguise endearment, as friendly notes
It doesn't take a scholar, to know how this one goеs
And historians will call them
Close friends, bеsties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers
Fourty years living together
Wearing the same wedding bands
Two kids and a golden retriever
"Just friends" don't live like that
They don't look at each other
With love in their eyes
With hopes to settle down for the rest of their lives
How many decades of hiding?
Twenty-one centuries of hate
Some things may not've been okay back then
But it's sure all right today
Too afraid to call it what it is
It doesn't take a scholar, to understand this
And historians will call them
Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers
Keep it hidden, rewrite history
Leave it wrapped up in a mystery
Because no one can figure it out (I think they figured it out)
Stash the proof, hide the evidence
Keep it locked until it's relevant
Because they can't figure it out (I think they figured it out)
Because no one can figure it out
I think they figured it out
And historians will call them
Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers