The Gender Line

If you were me what would you do
You look in the mirror and it's not really you
You fumble around for something to wear
You feel invisible, you're not really there
Would you think you were crazy
And out of your mind
You're not in your body
You're living a lie
There's a train in the station
There's a car in the drive
But they can't take me over the gender line
No they won't take me over the gender line

I knew about a young man in my little town
Kept to himself and didn't run with the crowd
Wicked secrets locked up in his head
A vicious monster hiding under his bed
There was no reason in anyone's mind
What would posess him to take his own life
There's a train in the station
Planes lined up to fly
But they couldn't take him over the gender line
No they couldn't take her over the gender line

Are you a boy or are you a girl?
It's an easy answer in a binary world

There's a boat in the harbor
Planes lined up to fly
But they can't take you over the gender line
No they won't take you over the gender line
I had to crawl over the gender line