There is only one way to love. 

We work and work and still we fail

Taking our breaks and trying to resolve 

Only to leave each other and devolve 

We're cheated and hurt, hoping for someone 

Different. 

There is only one way to be pretty. 

We work and work and still we are not enough

Fixing our flaws and hiding our faces 

Only to be left out of the necessary spaces

We're judged and mocked, looking for a 

Transformation. 

There is only one way to success.

We work and work and still we make plans

Waiting for the inspiration that motivates 

Only to chase an old idea of freedom that states

We're naive and young, so we simply hope for 

Change. 

There is only one way to be happy. 

We work and work and still we press on

Making our money and saving our dimes

Only to waste it on bills and simple pastimes 

We're dull and tired, waiting for an emotional 

Revolution. 

STOP

There is more than one way to love. 

There is more than one way to be pretty. 

There is more than one way to success. 

There is more than one way to be happy. 

We live and live and still we have more to experience 

Filling our lives with meaning and cherishing memories 

Only to know theres more to learn and discover 

Yes, We are cheated and hurt, judged and mocked,

Yes, We are naive and young, dull and tired, 

But we're also loved and cared for, 

We're creative and curious, promising our 

Importance.