If Only I Was A Man

Those three words you uttered without any hesitation, how true was it? I wonder how much you really meant it. Spitting it out casually like it's almost meaningless while I hold onto it, hold onto it, hold onto it. 

I know it lacks the feelings I wished it held but I'm breaking apart. Oh, so hold me together now if you meant it but I know you didn't... yet I held onto it.

I held onto it oh-so-tight that it made me wish — if only I was a man.