They call us outlaws
Claim we're "unholy"
A "Godless love" say it's "something corrupt"
Well, if that's what queer love means
I'm an outlaw indeed
I'd rather be a rebel for romance
Than please your beliefs
Scars on my chest
We shave our heads
Scars on my chest
We shave our heads
They say we're going to hell but man, I've already been
And it wasn't for my loving, for this ain't no sin
It was from isolation, and the words from your lips
This pain has made me wiser and I swear I'm better than it
Baby, I'll protect
Our "wicked" love
Baby, I'll protect
Our "godforsaken" love
Baby, I'll protect
Our "sacreligious" love
Baby I'll protect
Our "unholy", "heathen", "profane", POWERFUL LOVE
Well, if that's what queer love means
I'm an outlaw indeed
Well, if that's what queer love means
Well I'm authentic and free
All my friends are outlaws
And all my friends are in love
And all my friends are rebels
They claim we know the devil, but I'm feeling just fine
Like I'm on a higher level, as in graced by the divine
It feels like something holy, makes my heart pulse with pride
This queer love feels like home, it feels like it's just right
Oh, this queer love feels like home
This queer love feels like mine
This queer love feels like home
This queer love feels like mine
Oh, all my friends are outlaws
And all my friends are in love
All my friends are outlaws
And all my friends are in love
All my friends are outlaws
And all my friends are in love
All my friends are outlaws
And all my friends are in love