Strangers staring, they want to be the first
To ask for my life in one word.
But it's not that simple - why do you care to know?
Am I a boy or a girl?
Well I don't care about the answers,
The questions were boring -
Please tell me a story.
Like "What did your mom say?"
And "What is your real name?"
"How about those d** that you take?!"
And "Does your voice change?"
"How come you don't feel ashamed?"
"What kind of love do you make?!"
But you don't care about my answers,
Your questions ignore me -
Let me tell you a story.
Well, alright. Ask me anything you want to,
And I will tell you the truth.
My mama's my best friend,
And this is who I am,
All of it adds up to keep me sane.
Yes, I've dropped octaves
‘Cause I am a mountain range
And any kind of love is good enough to be made!
But I don't care about the answers,
The questions were boring -
Please tell me a story.