DON'T TELL THE BOYS Songtext
von Petey

Don′t tell the boys that you've been crying in my arms
Yeah, I believe it′s sharing season for the feelings in our hearts
(Come on now!) Sign the dotted line, go ahead and join my little cult
We'll talk about how childhood traumas guide our actions as adults

Slam the bottle on the counter
Take this thing down shot for shot
You know I've made a lot of best friends
You′re the best friend that I′ve got
And now we're howling at the moon
Hell, yeah, we′re making lots of noise
You know I hate to say "I love you"
But thеre ain't no other choice

Don′t tеll the boys

Don't tell the boys

Don′t tell the boys

Don't tell the boys


Don't tell the boys that we done spent the week inside
And watched three seasons of the OC ′til Marrisa fucking dies
You know at times, I′m more like Ryan, you're a little more like Seth
You′re so quick-witted when we talk about what happens after death

I heard your brother's in the desert
He′s been fighting for our freedom
He's been chasing nameless faces
Ever since he finished rehab
Can we support the individual
Without supporting the whole damn complex?
It′s either shooting guns or heroin
At least one of 'em pays for college, ah, shit!

Don't tell the boys

Don′t tell the boys

Don′t tell the boys

Don't tell the boys that we just had our little talk
You know in tougher times, us guys decide we′d rather walk the walk
I'll always be a lending ear, I′ll be your elephant best friend
Don't tell the boys we′ve got each other, and I'll love you 'til the end
Don′t tell the boys


Don′t tell the boys!
Don't tell the boys!
Don′t tell the boys!
Don't tell the boys!