She just wants someone,
To tell her that she's fine.
Tell her that there's nothing wrong,
With being who she is.

The only problem with that is,
No one wants to say a thing to her,
Because she's different.

She doesn't follow trends,
Or wear short skirts,
And skin-tight jeans.

She paints her nails gold,
Colors her hair blonde,
Adds some black and green highlights,

She just wants someone,
To tell her that she's fine.
Tell her that there's nothing wrong,
With being who she is.

Her feelings get the best of her,
She cries when she's alone.
No one wants to like a girl like that,
The kind of girl who's not the same.

She doesn't read magazines,
Doesn't obsess with the latest teen queens,
She doesn't like Brittany,
But she loves Maroon 5.

Why can't anyone relate to her,
It's simple:

No one wants a girl like that,
Who's content with being different.
No one wants a girl like that,
A girl who hates the average things.

She just wants someone,
To tell her that she's fine.
Tell her there's nothing wrong,
With being who she is.