There is a boy who wishes he was a daughter,

Dresses in skirts and dresses who bothers

can't tell the world, not even his own father.

 

They call him a faggot,

they call him a dork,

Sometimes he wishes he'd never been born.

 

 

But don't you know the truth that is inside...

once you set yourself free you don't have to hide.

 

When you call to me from the back of the room

when you try to make it happen

when everyone is trying to hurt you,

and you just don't know what to do

 

but we are the kings and queens of the world

tell every guy,

tell every girl.

They won't matter 

oh so soon,

they'll wish they had been in

the best part of the full moon.

oh they'll wish that they were in...

the back of the room.

 

There's a girl whose feelings are harmed,

nothing can get rid

of all of the scars

and people they stare at

her beautiful, strong arms.

 

There's nothing they'll do to help,

but they'll hurt her no matter what else..

 

But don't you know the truth that is inside...

once you set yourself free you don't have to hide.

 

When you call to me from the back of the room

when you try to make it happen

when everyone is trying to hurt you,

and you just don't know what to do

 

but we are the kings and queens of the world

tell every guy,

tell every girl.

They won't matter 

oh so soon,

they'll wish they had been in

the best part of the full moon.

oh they'll wish that they were in...

the back of the room.