Did you know that every time they called you ugly you believed it?
Did you know that you gave up a long time ago?
Did you know that you want to be that girl?
You want to be that girl with long hair, and gorgeous eyes
You want to be that girl who gets the guy
You want to be that girl who always looks beautiful

But instead you look like every other girl that he has ever ignored
You have never bothered to look nice because no one ever notices
You never opened because that would mean caring

So what happens to a dream deferred?
You're not entirely sure
But your dream of not being alone
Of being that girl
Well that dream, is eating you alive