I was born in a room full of sensible shoes Sunday best straight lines, nothing to prove They said keep your head down, don't make a scene But I was gold dust caught in a sewing machine Mother said, darling, don't dress so loud Father said, boy, you're a shame to this town But I found salvation in a second-hand coat With silver stars stitched around the throat And if the mirror is a battlefield then I came dressed to win You can lock the gates of heaven but I'll rhinestone my way in I wear your fear like a feather boa Wrapped around my neck and let it shine You call it wrong, I call it glory You draw the line, I cross it fine I'm not your son, your saint, your soldier Not the quiet thing you hoped I'd be I wear your fear like a feather boa And dance it in the history I put red on my lips just to see who stared Wore pearls to the pub like I never cared The rich boys laugh from their polished cars So I bow like a queen beneath broken stars They said know your place but I changed the rules With a velvet jacket and cheap perfume If class is a ladder I'll kick out the rungs And sing like thunder with a diamond tongue Every whisper in the hallway, every finger pointing through Just becomes another spotlight when I turn and look at you I wear your fear like a feather boa Wrapped around my neck and let it shine You call it wrong, I call it glory You draw the line, I cross it fine I'm not your son, your saint, your soldier Not the quiet thing you hoped I'd be I wear your fear like a feather boa And dance it in the history Oh, let them talk, let them burn Let them clutch their little pearls I was never made for fitting in I was made to tilt the world [tempo accelerates] With my boots too high and my hair undone With my heart out loud like a loaded gun If I'm too much then darling, you were never enough I'm soft as silk but I'm cut from rough I wear your fear like a feather boa Wrapped around my neck and let it shine You call it sin, I call it story You call it shame, I call it mine I'm not your son, your saint, your soldier Not the quiet thing you hoped I'd be I wear your fear like a feather boa And dance it in the history So hang your rules on someone colder I'll be glittering in the rain I wear your fear like a feather boa And I'd do it all again I'd do it all again I'd do it all again
