The first time someone called me "queer"
I didn't know what it meant
So I looked it up in the dictionary
And I took it as a compliment, whoa-oh
I took it as a compliment
It said "strange, odd or unusual"
And I thought to myself
"Why would anyone ever wanna be
Wanna be anything else?"
The first time I ever wore a dress
I should've known my life would be a mess
'Cause I looked in the mirror and hated what I saw
Just a little less, just a little bit less
I was just fourteen
I wish someone had told me then...
That I didn't have to feel like a failed man
I didn't have to feel like a failed plan
And I'll stop being "queer" the day
You stop saying it's not OK
For people to act a certain way
Because of their anatomy
Because of the shape of their bodies
Maybe I wouldn't have to feel
Maybe I wouldn't have to feel
Maybe I wouldn't have to feel like a failed man
Wouldn't have to feel like a failed plan