One two three four FIVE SIX!
This morning I watched the sun come up
And that’s when it finally dawned on me
That everything will be fine
I’m trying to cut down on cigarettes
And I’ll never claw my legs up again
And when the ship that we are riding capsizes
It is a love song for spironolactone
For estradiol running through my veins
It is a love song for hormone replacement therapy
And how I will never be the same in the best way
And I’m trying to get past the dead man in the mirror
To see the beautiful woman in front of me
But she has a widow’s peak no matter how hard you shave
There’s always a shadow and everyone knows it
Look away look away look away
But these lumps growing under my shirt
Help that bastard in the mirror can finally fade away
This is a love song for spironolactone
For estradiol running through my veins
It is a love song for hormone replacement therapy
And how I will never be the same in the best way
It isn’t very hard to be a protest singer
You just have to be angry and know how to sing
But it’s even easier to be a riot singer
‘Cause you only have to be pissed off about something
Like being the butt of a tired old joke that wasn’t ever funny
I’m your sisters, your mothers, your wives and others
But I’m not your fucking Rayon
And Jared Leto can eat a dick
And for whatever piece of shit wrote that movie
This is a love song for spironolactone
For estradiol running through my veins
It is a love song for hormone replacement therapy
And how I will never be the same in the best way
Looking at myself in the mirror
Isn’t as hard as it used to be
And I’m noticing changes at least every week
And it just keeps getting easier
