I wasn't born a freak
I was born who I am
The circus came later
When they couldn't understand

To be born under punchlines
When all I want is to breathe
Turned out not quite what they wanted
Sold off at thirteen
And what a fuckin' relief

I keep my anger in notebooks
And my passion on the stage
I sell out night after night after night after night
And every Sunday a parade
Come see me in the parade
Yeah, every Sunday a parade
Wish I could grab 'em all and say

That now that I'm who I want
All anybody seems to want is to stare
The only monsters in the freakshow
Have paid to get their ass in those chairs
I'm not a Sunday School lesson
Just decided not to live my life scared
The only monsters in the freak show
Lurk in the closet under the stairs

I found some love for the first time
She's as removed as myself
Paired up we swim against the current
Like a couple mermaids from Hell

I hear you call me Rob as in Robert
That's a mistake no that's not who I am
The bearded lady's what the barker calls me
But to you it's YES MA'AM
YES MA'AM 
YES MA'AM

I wasn't born a freak
I was born who I am
The circus came later
When they couldn't understand
Couldn't understand, couldn't

Now that I'm who I want
All anybody seems to want is to stare
The only monsters in the freakshow
Have paid to get their ass in those chairs
I'm not a Sunday School lesson
Just decided not to live my life scared
The only monsters in the freak show
Lurk in the closet under the stairs

I wasn't born a freak
I was born who I am
The circus came later
When no one could understand
No one could understand

I wasn't born a freak
I was born I was born who I am
The circus came later
When no one could understand
No one could understand

I wasn't born a freak
I was born who I am
The circus came later
When they couldn't understand

I wasn't born a freak
I was born who I am