Sad Young Bitch

I'm a sad young bitch in a sad dumb world
Wake up every morning surprised I'm still alive

Can't count the times I've thought I'd look better as a girl
Waiting for the day that the mirror doesn't make me cry

I know that talk is cheap, and so are these dreams
But if you wish it hard enough that might just make it true

My insides are torn up, there's nothing left to give
*That* shouldn't come as a surprise; you've seen what I look like in real life

You knew the answer would be "Never."
The day you asked me "When?" with tears in your eyes

But if you wish it hard enough that might just make it true