Wallflower in Red Lipstick

The kids who valued being different, but only in one way, were always the worst
Tolerated me for liking the right bands
But then mocked me for not knowing them first

And then there was me, the wallflower in red lipstick
Asking permission to exist
When you're convinced you're doing life wrong
It's so easy to collect the evidence

The price of being yourself can’t be morе
Than the cost of being someonе else
The toll of toxic of company
Is never worth avoiding loneliness

And then there was me, the wallflower in red lipstick
Asking permission to exist
When you're convinced you're doing life wrong
It's so easy to collect the evidence

I wasn’t trying to be visible
I just wanted to be seen
I wasn’t asking to be looked at
I just wanted to be me
I’m not trying to be visible
I just want to be seen
I’m not asking to be looked at
I just want to be me

So now here I am, the wallflower in red lipstick
Not asking permission to exist
When you accept that you have value
Then you finally can collect the evidence
Are you willing to collect the evidence?