We're both hiding
Even though we're making out
And you're inside me
Even though you're pulling out
Tonight you're merely a dent on the pillow
But I don't know where you are
So one kiss, I'm leaving a note on the dresser
And stealing the keys to your car
As far as I'm concerned you can find yourself
Another unmarked hotel
As far as I'm concerned you can work it out
With Somebody else
As far as I'm concerned
As far as I'm concerned
As far as I'm concerned
(Concerned)
We're both fighting
Every time we're being polite
And we're just lying
Anytime we're making out
One kiss, I'm leaving a note on the dresser
And stealing the keys to your car
You're inside me
But I still don't know where you are
As far as I'm concerned
As far as I'm concerned
As far as I'm concerned you can find yourself
Another unmarked hotel
As far as I'm concerned you can work it out
With somebody else
A man singing about someone being inside him (and oh, the way he says it, you know he's speaking literally) does not NECESSARILY mean that there's something gay happening. It is, however, compelling evidence.