what a waste of a pretty face.

my life is all in knots again

cuz no one told me strings were attached

it's come to the point where i'm living in a world where i don't exist,

because i still live in your world.

for once you can see right through me.

would you notice me if i was prettier or thinner or smarter, louder or braver or wilder?

would you notice me if i didn't spend so much time looking at the sky,

if i wasn't on the sidelines,

if i wasn't such a wallflower?

would you notice me if i kissed you on the lips,

would you notice me if i didn't notice you?