Divided States of America

And I’m waitin' for the rain to take the sun
To make the walk to work less hot while my Ford needs repaired
While they order Chinese parts to make it run
And the motorcycle shop I work at is closing down this year
I was sold a dream on TV screens by parties full of jerks
While an alien from somewhere else is gonna take my work
So I blow my mind on weekend nights, and pray it off in church
Now, here we are
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I mean I don’t really know how else to put it, but, um
Um, I’m gay, and I just wanted to have that conversation with you
Because I feel like we’re close enough now that I finally feel like
I’m at that point where I’m able to tell you
And I just wanna be able to have you behind me a hundred percent
I-I just don’t want you to be weird or not love me or you know
I just want to be able to call you and it not be weird
And be able to talk to you about anything
And I just want everything to still be kind of normal