When I was in the 3rd grade, I thought that I was gay
'Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my Mom, tears rushing down my face
She's like, "Sam, you've loved girls since before Pre-K"
Yeah, I guess she had a point didn't she?
A bunch of stereotypes all in my head
I remember doing the math like, yeah, I'm good at Little League
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that like the same sex, had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it's a decision
And you can be cured by some treatment and religion
Man-made re-wiring of a predisposition
Playing God, ah naw, here we go
America the Brave still fears what we don't know
And God loves all his children is somehow forgotten
Yet we paraphrase a book written 3500 years ago
I don't know
I can't change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love, she keeps me warm
She keeps me warm, she keeps me warm, she keeps me warm, she keeps me
Ask yourself, what kind of person do you wanna be?
And how many commandments are gonna rule how you think?
And do we really mean it when we say he loves us all?
And do we really believe it when they say that we're created equal?
Of course I do, I'm not a racist or an asshole
Yet we can treat 'em less if their love is homosexual?
Well rules are rules, the Bible's pretty clear here
Yeah, we know, we get it, but we don't live by procedure
We decide what's right by what's right, not what's written
We evolve past our outdated norms and dispositions
We don't exclude people based on the footnotes of Exodus
Like my friend Hailey, who loves both of her dads
You wanna tell her their love is different?
You wanna make that distinction?
You wanna tell her that this beautiful and limitless thing
That we call love has rules, and a proper way to do it?
And that there love is less love because an old book don't approve it?
I guess here's how I see it: you've got a heart beat like mine
Probably get that same feeling when your fingers intertwine
Well me love es su love, same heart, same love
About time we raised up same sex
Love is patient, love is kind, love is patient, love is kind
And I can't change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love, she keeps me warm
She keeps me warm, she keeps me warm, she keeps me
Press play, don't press pause
Progress march on, with a veil over our eyes we turn our backs to the cause
Until the day my uncles can be united by law
Kids are walking 'round the hallways, plagued by pain in their hearts
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn't going to change it all
But it's a damn good place to start
So it's time that we stand without a doubt or concession
Rather than sitting here gridlocked in oppression
We all raise our voices, 'til their too loud to ignore
Singing songs of acceptance
Thank you, Macklemore
I can't change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
I can't change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love, she keeps me warm
She keeps me warm, she keeps me warm, she keeps me
(Not cryin' on Sundays)
Love is patient (not cryin' on Sundays)
Love is kind (not cryin' on Sundays)
Love is patient, love is kind
Love is patient (not cryin' on Sundays)
Love is kind