E
I wanna be a boy,
F#m
Or, at least that’s what I think this feeling is,
G#m
Take red pen to my paper,
E
Correct mistakes that God somehow did.
E
I wanna befriend bugs,
F#m
Climb tall trees, scrap my knees, and show I am tough,
G#m
Only cry in the night time,
E
My bed is the thing I can trust.
Chorus:E
Cuz I’ve grown sick of staring,
A E
Hours in the mirror,
A
Moulding cheekbones,
E
Hoping a new face could appear,
A
I’ll break and bend my spine,
B
If it’d make you say «you’re mine»,
It’s so unfair!
E
I guess I wanna be a boy.
E
I wanna be a boy,
F#m
Spread my legs when I sit, I don’t need manners, they’re shit,
G#m
Rip my nails, cut my hair,
E
Cuz maybe then you’d finally care.
E
Why can’t I just be a boy,
F#m
Be the thing that gives you, butterflies,
G#m
Whisper that I’ll make you smile,
E
Could we pretend that’s me for a while.
Chorus:E
Cuz I’ve grown sick of staring,
A E
Hours in the mirror,
A
Moulding cheekbones,
E
Hoping a new face could appear,
A
I’ll break and bend my spine,
A B
If it’d make you say «you’re mine»,
You’re mine,
E
You’re mine.
Instrumental:EE F#m G#mEE F#m G#mE A EA BOutro: E
I wanna be a boy,
F#m
Or at least be in a body, you could love,
A
I’d break and bend my spine,
A
If it’d make you say «you’re mine»,
B
Could it make you say «you’re mine»,
B
It’s so unfair,
E
I wish I could just be a boy.