You go out of your way to change yourself for them this time.
Well we never thought there was anything wrong with who you really are.
You put yourself in a store-bought box,
Dust of your shoulders,
Commit to sell yourself again.
You've done it seven times so far.
People come, and they pick you up,
They turn you over and upside-down.
They don't care what's inside.
Head over heels for an idea you can't wrap your head around,
Head over heels for a feeling that's not  mutual.
You're out of this world, but you hinder yourself
When you're all cooped up in a box on a shelf.
Wonder what made you so **** ashamed of mind,
It was something of beauty, but your so disinclined to show it.