Verse 1:
Tomboy
You know the phrase
But being one is going through a maze
You don't hang with girls
Maybe you don't wear j**elry with pearls
But not all the boys want you around
You can hear the sound of them talking to each other
But around you each is another person
Why are they so weird?
Soon you get all geared and prepared to be on your own
But you're still upset and alone
You're a loner now
Cause you missed your chance with the girls and now the boys don't include you
You need a friend to soothe you
But you don't have one
You alone like you got shunned
All because you prefer baseball over makeup and celebrity crushes
This alone sh** smudges your self confidence
[hook]:
Tomboy sometimes you wish you weren't one
Soon you're done
You go from loose boys shorts to skinny jeans and low cut tops
You go through the girly clothes shops
If you look more feminine you might be included
Verse 2:
You're waiting for the boys to act normal around you
If you get lucky you find a friend somewhere else who likes you too
You suddenly find out
(recording: when I was in high school, we thought girls created too much drama)
To you this is absurd
The stupidest thing you ever heard
I'm so quiet
I won't cause a riot
If I open my mouth I talk sports or rap
Yet I never get included like I'm some sort of sap
You can't call me dramatic
But if you let me in I'll be ecstatic
If you were left out you'd be f**ed up too
I just want to be part of the crew
One of the boys
Make sure each of them enjoys me
But since I'm a girl that's too much to ask
I should've been wearing a mask
I bet if I looked like one they'd think I was a guy
About my gender should I just lie
Change my gender on the fly
Who knows I could've been trans but my parents picked girl
Who knows let's give this a whirl
I can change my gender if that's what it takes
But no say the parents don't let them get to you
You're a girl at heart don't start this bullsh** don't let them get to you
[hook]:
Tomboy sometimes you wish you weren't one
Soon you're done
You go from loose boys shorts to skinny jeans and low cut tops
You go through the girly clothes shops
If you look more feminine you might be included
Verse 3:
Sometimes it might work out
You and the boys have a lot in common shoutin the raps
Yet they won't pa** to you in basketball always getting picked last
Even if you're not that bad
It can make you sad
But by now you're used to it
Even if you're fed up with this sh**
Soon you're like this is it
You get pissed and yell at them
No way can they ask from where does this anger stem
If you're wondering that f** you
This is a chance you blew
To become friends with me
You've been s**ist can't you see
You boys have given me no joy
And now I want to get out of here
From you s**ists I don't want to hear
Let's never see those mothaf**ers again
Tomboy sometimes you wish you weren't one