Tom_Boy.

O' send out the raven ahead of the dove O' sing from your chains where you're chained in a cave Your eyes through my eyes shine brighter than love Your blood in my ballad collapses the grave The only girls we've ever been We've had pink roses in our eyes But it's fine, we get nothing from this scene We're just lost with red dots between our eyes I am not one to judge But these folks They say that I'm a 'tomboy' But they wouldn't know the meaning of the word They say that I'm a 'tomboy' And I cringe like death when I hear that word They say that I'm a 'tomboy' And I bury my head in the depths of her shirt She says that I'm a 'good girl' And I loose my mind and I become hers You help me open up and you put yourself inside You waste away while I'm having the time of my life But it's fine I'll be merry, I'm taking you from behind I am known in this blister This scene was the first time that I'd cried in so long I am not one to judge But I feel their eyes burning into my spine They say that I'm a 'tomboy' But they wouldn't know the meaning of the word They say that I'm a 'tomboy' And I cringe like death when I hear that word They say that I'm a 'tomboy' And I bury my head in the depths of her shirt She says that I'm a 'good girl' And I loose my mind and I become her's I face you in the morning, you tell me you "hate me" You never saw me, ignoring me lately Face you in the morning, you tell me you "hate me" You never saw me, ignoring me lately I miss your calling and I miss your touch I miss your soft hands, not the way that we fucked I miss your calling and I miss your touch I miss your soft hands, not the way that we fucked Tell me your proud Tell me your proud Tell me your proud Tell me your proud Why don't you call me 'pretty'? Why don't you call me 'pretty'? Why don't you ever kiss me? I doubt you'd even miss me Please, just call me 'pretty' One time, just call me 'pretty' She looks at me so different, maybe I'm the issue And I'm getting pushed around And off the deep end, my wits end is closing in Tell us not to 'make a sound' Coz our bodies upset them, correct them out loud And it's so sad to see the world agree That they'd rather see our faces filled with flies Oh, when I'd want to keep pink roses in our eyes They say that I'm a 'tomboy' But they wouldn't know the meaning of the word They say that I'm a 'tomboy' And I cringe like death when I hear that word I didn't fall in love Of course, it's never up to you But she was walking back and forth And I was passing through