Unfamiliar faces Yet everyone has someone They all have their places This is no fun I try to know them They want nothing to do with me Run my hand up and down my pants hem What don't they see Bare minimum Yet only I follow through They don't even try some There's nothing I can do Perfect catholic girls Pretty long skirts Shiny, perfect curls So put together it hurts Perfect catholic guys Moving heavy chairs Perfect brown eyes They don't even pray but who cares I stand out in a crowd Jesus in my pocket Not very loud Playing with my cross and locket I pray for a guy That doesn't know I exist I'm not going to lie I'm not sure what I missed My stupid jean shorts, Frizzy short hair Never good at sports I'm simply just there Just breathe You'll be fine Weave in between Straighten your spine Stop picking your skin Should've changed my outfit I put no effort in This place is so crowded Perfect catholic kids I'm so far from it Repenting from their sins I dont like this one bit