Theydies and Gentlethem

I wanna wear a tie with my dress
And I wanna wear my hair short and wear lipstick
I wanna wear what I want without matching
The colors or style to pussy or dick
And I wanna be treated like a human
Not any hues, man
Not pink or blue, man
And you used to wear your hair long
But after you cut it short
They pulled out those old photos of you
Just to prove to themselves that now you look wrong
But you don’t
You don’t
No, you don’t
I wanna wear a tie with my dress
And I wanna wear my hair short and wear lipstick
I wanna wear what I want without matching
The colors or style to pussy or dick
And I wanna be treated like a human
Not any hues, man
Not pink or blue, man
I am fluid like the ocean
I am more than what’s between my legs
I’ve got a whole lot more interesting shit inside my head
Between my ears
I’ve got dreams where I disappear
At least the parts of me that I want dead
And sometimes I feel more comfortable in a dress
And sometimes I don’t feel comfortable in my own skin
And I know that makes me sound like a mess
But if you think that’s bad you should see the inside of my head
Because it kills me to know that I couldn’t grow up to be the man that you
wanted me to be
I couldn’t grow up to be a woman either