Who's gonna tell us the stories
That our textbooks don't?
Tales of love that stay blurry
'Cause our courses won't
Ignore the way they're designed
To erase the past
To keep good intentions secret
To force a mask

Too many handwritten letters
Signed to my dearest, with love
All pulled from their papers
Ripped out as cover-up
To disguise endearment as friendly notes
It doesn't take a scholar
To know how this one goes

And historians will call them
Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hate lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hate lovers

40 years living together
Wearing the same wedding bands
Two kids and a golden retriever
Just friends don't live like that
They don't look at each other with love in their eyes
With hopes to settle down
For the rest of their lives

How many decades of hiding?
Twenty-one centuries of hate
Some things may not have been okay back then
But it's sure alright today
Too afraid to call it what it is
Doesn't take a scholar
To understand this

And historians will call them
Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hate lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hate lovers

Keep it hidden
Rewrite history
Leave it wrapped up
In mystery
Because no one can figure it out
(I think they've figured it out)
Stash the proof
Hide the evidence
Keep it locked up
Till it's relevance
Because they can't figure it out
(they figured it out, they figured it out)
Because no one can figure it out
I think they figured it out

And historians will call them
Close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hate lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hate lovers