Button up my collared shirt
Might fuck around and wear a skirt
Darken the hair that shouldn't be there
Hide your kids, best beware

Get problems lifted off my chest
Or at least suppress till further notice
Not to be contained
Though I'm a fan of a boxy shape

Bind me up
But not for long
Adjusting to another thought, feels so

Men who feel femme, am I one of them?
Jealous of arrows that hit the same target
Do they realize that their bodies are erotic?

So many things that I'd like to change
But I don't mind if I stay the same
Maybe I'm a fag instead of a dyke
Or maybe I'm both at the same time

Bind me up
But not for long
Adjusting to another thought, feels so
Wrong