The other boys like girls
I got a crush on my friend
Just the same
We like the same things
We fool around on the top of his old bunk bed
He said don't tell
Or you cant be my friend

I'm the boy that the priest hid from the choir
Talking god with his eye on my crotch
I thought that god was watching every little thing we did

Boy with a secret
A nasty habit
A filthy heart
And a dirty little mind
Just a little liar
Boy with a secret

I say that i like girls
Feel like a girl inside
Kids at school know that something is queer
Caught out at the Y
He wouldn't let me go
Sucked me off where nobody could see

I try to be like other boys
Sprung a hardon in the shower
Something strange is growing inside

Boy with a secret
A nasty habit
A filthy heart
And a dirty little mind
Just a little liar
Boy with a secret

Filthy little heart
Dirty little mind
Just a little liar
Boy with a secret

Mommy came home a bit too soon
Caught us naked in my room
Our pants all kicked off on the stairs

Boy with a secret
A nasty habit
A filthy heart
Got a dirty little mind
Just a little liar
Boy with a secret

Filthy little heart
Dirty little mind
Just a little liar
Boy with a secret

I see the shock and the horror
In your eyes
Suddenly
I'm just a stranger to you
Boy with a secret
Got found out