I'm so tired of being used
I can't help but chase the abuse
It's not fair to have to live this way
Who would choose to be gay
I don't know what's next to come
Part of me just wants to run
Back to the underground
And hide my face from the crowd

But my defenses are running dry
Just like my wandering eyes
There's no more tears for me to cry
How much more do I have to take
Being God's least favorite mistake

I put my trust in the hands of a stranger
Not giving a fuck about the danger
I put myself in to feel wanted for just a minute
I'm worth more than I give credit
Sometimes it's easier to just forget
The pain that I go through
That all started when I met you

But my defenses are running dry
Just like my wandering eyes
There's no more tears for me to cry
How much more do I have to take
Being God's least favorite mistake

Yeah, my defenses are running dry
Just like my wandering eyes
But there's no more tears for me to cry
How much more do I have to take
Being God's least favorite mistake