“I just don’t want to take attention away from people who have always been certain they’re trans, you know?” Lee continued, conveniently forgetting all the times as a child her parents tried to get her to dress up as female characters for Halloween, only for her to throw an absolute fit.

oof

Better plan all day
Better plan all week
Better plan all month
Better plan all year

You're dressed up like a clown
Putting on your act
It's the only time all year you'll ever admit that

I can see your eyes
I can see your brain
Baby, nothing's changed

Because you're still hiding in a mask
Take your fun seriously
No, don't blow this year's chance
Tomorrow your mold goes back on

But what's in between
Where are your ideas?
You sit around and dream
For next Halloween

Why not everyday
Are you so afraid
What will people say?

Because your role is planned for you
There's nothing you can do
But stop and think it through

But what will the boss say to you?
And what will your girlfriend say to you?
And the people out on the street they might glare at you
And what do you know you're pretty self-conscious too?
So you run back and stuff yourselves in rigid business costumes
Only at night to score is your leather uniform exhumed