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