Massive trigger warning for transfem dysphoria.

going to the thrift store

finding a cute skirt you really like

your cashier says "be careful out there, sir"

that's the clocky blues

you're at the pro-choice march

the organizer says "we appreciate the turnout from the men"

they point right at you

that's the clocky blues

hanging out with your girl friends

they gush about their sapphic spin the bottle night

you were the only one who wasn't invited

that's the clocky blues

going to the café in your work clothes

mentioning to your visibly queer waiter that you're trans

"wow, i'd never have guessed you used to be a girl!"

that's the clocky blues

asking out the cute lesbian you've been talking to

she gives a sad smile and says she's not interested

she doesn't say why, but you know anyways

that's the clocky blues

it's not their fault, you say

they didn't know, you say

but that doesn't stop the pain

that's the clocky blues

looking into the mirror

seeing exactly what they see

drinking until you throw up

that's the clocky blues