Trapped inside these walls
For another weekend night
I’m scared of the outdoors
These creatures in my head
You asked me out to the show
With the sixty shirtless white boys
Tuning their guitars
They ask me for my beer
I want to dance with the white kids
Please let me dance with these white kids
I want to be someone else
And maybe I’ll grow up
How many more times
Do I need to pierce my face
To be recognized
In this crowded place?
If I started dressing nice
And cut these cigarettes
Will I start to love my body?
Would I treat myself with care?
I want to dance with the white kids
Please let me dance with these white kids
I want to be someone else
And maybe I’ll grow up
I’ve spent my whole damn life trying to be like you
But maybe there’s something more to this
Could my body really be my own?
I’m so scared to find out
I want to dance with the white kids
Please let me dance with these white kids
I want to be someone else
And maybe I’ll grow up
You teach me to think like the white kids
Please let me speak to these white kids
Maybe I’ll realize
I don’t need to be like them