Autogynephilia

Tell me I'm pretty
It's the only thing that gets me through the day
Demons come rushing in and out of my head
I have the devil's flesh, I could never live this way
Tell me I'm acceptable
A one-to-one model of womanhood
Two matching images, one perfect figure
Tell me I'm pretty and I'll be good
When you're a man, you're a man, when you're a woman you're a mother
when they say that you're neither you're a good-for-nothing motherfucker
I'm not a man because a man is something
And I am nothing sans a pretty face
I feel I've been ejected from the human race

Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia!

Tell me I'm fuckable
Tell me I'm fuckable
like a woman gets to be fuckable
Like an object gets to be fuckable
Like a woman gets to be lovable
Like the subject of art Like an objet d'art
Like the subject of myth and music
A human never gets to touch a human heart
When you're a man, you're a man, when you're a woman you're a lover
when they say that you're neither you've got nothing left to offer
I'm not a man because a man is something
And I am nothing, I can't signify
What I am even if I scream it from on high

Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia!

Tell me I'm beautiful
It's the only thing that gets me through the night
Truth is beauty and beauty's truth,
But lies are pretty, tell me pretty little lies
Tell me I'm worthy
The last person you pass to is yourself
Wearing a mask with a face on both sides
I'm ripping it off and I need a little help

Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia!
Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia! Autogynephilia!



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Duguay
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