Says he likes his weather cold, I like it hot.
And he`s voting straight down the party line.
Always says I dress too bold and I talk a lot.
What he claimed was wrong I claimed was right.
Am I the girl version of the boy who won`t stop playing rough?
Lately now, I`m silent a lot like you.
Oh, it`s funny how I just realized I`m woven a lot like you.
I can parry myself only for so long. Then it`s time to grace and look around.
He`s a man they`ll have and hold up when he`s gone,
for the truth he`s planted in the ground.
Is he the boy version of the girl who wants him now to know...?
Lately now, I`m honest a lot like you.
Yes, it`s funny how I`v erealized I`m woven a lot like you.
Your child has got your eyes, and straight in the mirror
she stares at her father and wonders if he sees it too