I kissed a boy
I wanted to try it
It wasn't nice
It wasn't romantic
If he thought I was pretty I didn't know it
If I was uneasy he didn't notice
I went to a concert
I stare at the bassist
He doesn't see me
I bear it with grace then
I go home and dream of taking his place
But the lights wash me out
I don't look the same
Oh there's rot in my head
It grows and grows and grows
Does a desperate mind ever mend?
I don't know, I don't know, but I hope
That there's love I can find before I get too tired
What I would give to be worth someone's time
To feel hands on my arms and eyes on my face
To say things out loud, to have him listening
But no man's ever touched me like he'd ever care
The bassist he'd kiss me, leave me standing there
Still I would call out to him, so unaware
That I'm not who I should be
He won't see who I could be
Oh
Oh if I shed parts of myself will I be easier to hold?
Oh if I let decay break me down
Break its way into my soul
Will something about it turn me into someone he wants to know?
Cause I'll try it
I'll breathe in
And if he grabs me
I won't let go