Wish You Were a Girl Tchotchke

The scenery provided me with isolation
Deprived of love
Now I’ve become undone
Conventional men ridden with sick infatuation
Threatening despair
Hysteria unraveling

And how I wish you were a girl
Tall and pretty blonde with curls
How I wish you were a girl
Sensitive, insecure

No difference between sympathy and pity
A cowards tears
Lush and full of fear
I have a hurting need for an impossible completion
What’s left for my spirit
Is fuss and misery

How I wish you were a girl
Tall and pretty blonde with curls
How I wish you were a girl
Sensitive, insecure

Theres nothing I can say
Make you feel my way
I’ll keep trying every day