It was a secret to be hidden from my mother
And my father told me not close any doors
So I didn't say a word and I left the doors wide open
Well your baby has been torn
I kissed her in secret by my house
Scared someone might see
But I realized that moment she was better than a secret
And she was better than I could ever be
Coming out was never coming home
Running away from the things I had known
We didn't know that our backpacks were filled with the bullshit
We didn't know until we tried to fix it
We broke up in February, the boy in college
He touched me but I never touched him
I wondered if that's how it'd be
Saying I love you when I still couldn't fucking breath
I called you many years later saying her name
And you told me you didn't understand, it was just a phase
Oh, I wish I had been braver when she held my hand
If love is a phase then a phase is what I am
Coming out was never coming home
Running away from the things I had known
We didn't know that our backpacks were filled with the bullshit
We didn't know until we tried to fix it
Coming out was never coming home
Running away from the things I had known
We didn't know that our backpacks were filled with the bullshit
We didn't know until we tried to fix it
We didn't know that our backpacks were filled with the bullshit
We didn't know until we tried to fix it