People aren't as cool
As the things they leave behind
I'm not broken-hearted
Sometimes I wear her scarves on my head
Impressions improve
With the passing of time
I don't really miss her
Sometimes I wear her mink furs
Cross dresser
I was just a fool in love
And sparked a counter culture
Donned the make-up after the break up
Cross dresser
Wanted to disguise the hurt
Wound up blending gender
But I got to know her better
Through her high heels and her skirts
I can't re-invent those magic moments
But I can make believe
Like the babies who dress up
As ghosts on Halloween
As the things they leave behind
I'm not broken-hearted
Sometimes I wear her scarves on my head
Impressions improve
With the passing of time
I don't really miss her
Sometimes I wear her mink furs
Cross dresser
I was just a fool in love
And sparked a counter culture
Donned the make-up after the break up
Cross dresser
Wanted to disguise the hurt
Wound up blending gender
But I got to know her better
Through her high heels and her skirts
I can't re-invent those magic moments
But I can make believe
Like the babies who dress up
As ghosts on Halloween
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