I was always out of style
Always late to trends
I thought I was unique and smiled
Until I really lost myself
I understood what I did wrong
And why I always felt alone
Why people looked at me and smiled
But never really came to talk

Cause my style was ugly
And my style was weird
I never had something to offer
To myself or to my friends

Cause I was always out of fashion
And I was always late to trends
I never knew what went together
Or how to match the colors well