Lyric

Ask me

How I want to be referred

Miss, misses, ma'am, or bitch

Whatever you might say, it is most likely female and you mean well

Though I am always impressed by the way you so easily assume

How I like to be called

For it may be none of your familiar words

So ask me

And I will tell you what my real title is

Ask me

How I want to be loved

Because it is so easy for all of us

To love a new love

Within a mold from our past

As if from that a better love would come out this time

Though we are even not sure if I will fit in

So ask me

And I will let you examine the exact shape of my love

Ask me

How many nights I spend restless

For fear I may never see a daybreak again

Ask me

And I will tell you how much courage I secretly carry on these shoulders

Ask me

How I laid myself on the operation table that day

To lose a piece of my body

To win this battle

Ask me

Who I am

How I am

What I meant to be

Instead of assuming

How I should be feeling, suffering, or behaving

Why don’t you ask me

And I will tell you all of it

Looking in your eyes

Without shame

Without slight hesitation

So Ask me