I'm Still Your Fag - Broken Social Scene

Heard about your wife and kids where we slept

Felt their mouths with stitches at that were slowly lit

Kept your uniform this time because I couldn’t quit

Haven’t felt the ground so cold without getting sick

And I’m still your fag

I’m still your fag

It’s a possibility to live without lips

Kleenex love to fill right up with all the broken kids

I swore I drank your piss that night to see if I could live

But my wrists couldn’t stand the life that we missed

And I’m still your fag

I’m still your fag

You’re only coming out because you came back in

You’re only coming out because you came back in

And I’m still your fag

I’m still your fag