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