Freddie, please
how could you do this to me'
How could you tell me you love me
when you hate me,
Freddie, please'

You know I'll love you honey,
and I'll bleed you dry with money.
I'll talk where I know you can hear.
'Cause Freddie can't you see,
brother, you're the one who's queer'

Freddie, please
how could you do this to me'
How could you tell me you love me
when you hate me,
Freddie, please'

And the stone's been rolled away
but you're picketing my grave
for loving the things you hate.
Then why do you seek the living among the dead'

Freddie, please
how could you do this to me'
How could you tell them you love me
when you hate me,
Freddie, please'