I'm Illegal

i’m afraid walking down the street holding hands with my
girlfriend that some cop
is gonna arrest me (uh, excuse me ladies) sometimes i think i’ve
even done
something wrong
invite me in
show me around
make me feel safe
i am illegal
i’m nearly gone i have this vivid memory of being in a boat with
a friend i was 11
I said girls can’t get married to each other
I remember thinking how fucked up that was you say you have a
ban on affection
Did i hear you right? what do you think cuz i’m not sure whether
I didn’t get that job (we hired someone else) because my hair’s
parted on the wrong side
or because im a flaming s (?)