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I wanna be a boy,
Em
Or, at least that’s what I think this feeling is,
F#m
Take red pen to my paper,
D
Correct mistakes God somehow did.
D
I wanna befriend bugs,
Em
Climb tall trees, scrap my knees,
Em
And show I am tough,
F#m
Only cry in the night time,
D
My bed is the thing I can trust.
D
Cause I’ve grown sick of staring,
G
Hours in the mirror,
Moulding cheekbones,
D
Hope a new face could appear,
D
G
I’ll break and bend my spine,
A
If it’d make you say “you’re mine”,
It’s so unfair!
D
I guess I wanna be a boy.
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Em
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Em
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I wanna be a boy,
Em
Take up space when I sit,
Em
I don’t need manners, they’re shit,
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Rip my nails, cut my hair,
D
'Cause maybe then you’d finally care.
D
Why can’t I just be a boy,
Em
Be the thing that gives you,
Em
Butterflies,
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Whisper that I make you smile,
D
Could we pretend that’s me for a while?
D
Cause I’ve grown sick of staring,
G
Hours in the mirror,
G
Moulding cheekbones,
D
Hope a new face could appear,
D
G
I’ll break and bend my spine,
A
If it’d make you say “you’re mine,
You’re mine,
D
You’re mine”,
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Em
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I wanna be a boy,
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Or at least be in a body,
You could love,
G
I’d break and bend my spine,
If it’d make you say “You’re mine”,
A
Could it make you say “You’re mine?”,
It’s so unfair,
D
I guess I wanna be a boy.