I wanna wake up, get up
Without wondering
How bad is it gonna be?
If I try to dress up, makeup
Without people
Only reminding me
Of a crappy beauty standard
Or men staring at my-
Can someone please explain to me
Why am I used to it?
Feel like I'm being set up for runner-up
And I'm wondering
Are they really more than me?
Still, I suck it up, gear up
Become the best and still
They don't give me any dignity
Use me to pretend they care
Then give a lower paycheck
Can someone please explain again
Why am I used to it?
I wanna take midnight walks
I wanna wear short shorts
I don't want my mouth to feel taped shut
When I have an opinion
I wanna be good enough for sports
I don't wanna feel like I'm a snob
Or a pick-me
Cause I want someone to listen
So listen up
But when I speak up, "shut up"
Then I'm getting mansplained
I'm too pretty to say anything
Can't ruin history, the prophecy
Saying they
Are the only ones supposed to lead
I can bear the hardest labour
Still, they say they're stronger
Can someone please explain
Why I stay used to it?
I wanna take midnight walks
I wanna wear short shorts
I don't want my mouth to feel taped shut
When I have an opinion
I wanna be good enough for sports
I don't wanna feel like I'm a snob
Or a pick-me
Cause I want someone to listen
So listen up
And no, I'm not writing this song
On my time of the month
Before you blame me
And, oh, how I wish I were wrong
I wish it were hormones
Being a puppeteer
And we have tried to calm down
We have tried to shout out, out loud
But it's only ever been your fault
We're not the ones who have to change here
You have to change yourselves, so that
We can take midnight walks
We can all wear short shorts
We'll have a better world
If we just hear each other's opinion
We'd all have fun playing sports
I wouldn't have to write this song
Sing along if you want someone to listen
It's not so hard to listen
So listen up