Theres a girl

Who sits under the bleachers

Just another day eating alone

And though she smiles

There is something just hiding

And she cant find a way to relate

She just goes unnoticed

As the crowd passes by

And she'll pretend to be busy

When inside she just wants to cry

She'll say...

Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible

Look a little harder, I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes

Take another look at the face of Miss Always Invisible

Look a little closer and maybe then you will see why she waits for the day

When you'll ask her her name

The begining, in the first weeks of class

She did everything to try and fit in

But the others they couldnt seem to get past all the things that mismatched on the surface

And she would close her eyes when they left and she fell down the stairs

And the more that they joked

And the more that they screamed

She retreated to where she is now

And she'll sing...

Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible

Look a little harder I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes

Take a little look at the face of Miss Always Invisible

Look a little closer and maybe then you will see why she waits for the day that you will ask her...her name

And one day just the same as the last

Just the days been in counting the time

Came a boy that sat under the bleachers just a little bit further behind...