I'm not the right girl, I'm not a second glance.
I'm not a wish on a star, I'm not a second chance.
I'm not a dream that finally comes true, I'm not the girl that was meant for you.
I'm not the meaning of clear perfection, I'm the meaning of pure rejection.
I'm not shiny like polished glass, I'm dull copper, I'm just brass.
I'm not the picture carressed in a frame, I'm not confidence, only shame.
I'm not as blue as the sky, I'm not the truth, I am the lie.
I'm not the water through the stream, I'm the tear at every seam.
I'm not the heart when people love, I'm the feeling that takes off like a dove.
I'm not the three meaningful words, I'm the words that are never heard.
I'm not the wind bringing a warming breeze, I'm the windchill that makes you freeze.
I'm not the sea, so wide and vast, I'm the broken shard of glass.
I'm not the chorus of a song, I'm just the wrong not that doesn't belong.