Boy With A Barbie

i was a boy with a barbie when they teased me it was hardjust a boy with a barbie from the startdon't think it meant to break my hearti was a boy with a barbie this is beautiful and truei had a crush on every girl i saw they never knewi've never told a single soul but youchorusboys with their barbies and girls with toy armieswe don't have to play by their rulesi don't know where it started, all these roles and make believejust a boy with a totem make believenow it seems naive, i kept my heart upon my sleevei was a boy with a barbie and the teachers looked concernedalthough they tried to stop me getting burnedi guess they didn't realize it would hurtchorusboys with their barbies and girls with toy armieswe don't have to play by their rulesboys being prudes while the girls make thier moveswe don't have to play by their rulesso let them wear that dress, let them make that messlet em take that fall, let em kick that balland thank to the ones that tried to stop my funyou made me what i am, you made me what i amyou made me a manchorusboys with their barbies and girls with toy armieswe don't have to play by their rulesboys staying home while their girls on the runwe don't have to play by their rulesplay by their rules