if i had any discipline, i'd actually write what my head has been like in the conversations i have been having for the last couple of days, but instead - i'll let jenny do it:

All our friends, they’re gettin’ on
But the girls are still staying young.
If I get caught being rude in a conversation
With a child bride on a summer vacation.

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little cop inside that won’t let me.
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little something inside that prevents me.

It’s how I live. You got me here,
Locked in this bathroom full of tears.
And I have begged for you and I have borrowed
But I been the only sister to my own sorrow.

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little clock inside that keeps ticking.
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little something inside that won’t let me.

There’s only one difference between you and me
When I look at myself, all I can see:
I’m just another lady without a baby.

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little narc inside that won’t let me.
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little something inside that prevents me