She isn’t anything I planned
But I still asked to hold their hand
In the rain in California

My palms were sweaty when I thought
Of preacher’s kids and guilt of god
Telling me that I’m not normal

My resentment’s off the charts and my confusion’s in the dark
One more year and I won’t have to play this part

I will not be that kind of girl
My lines are straight my hair is curled
My favorite color will be pink I’ll have a boy when I’m 18
I’d never fathom all these thoughts
My personality is gone
But then they picked me up and put me down (and put me down)
Before them I was lost but now I’m found
And I found oh I found
My new normal
My new normal

Ignoring every social cue
Starting off with something new
And the freedom to be who I am
Can finally like what’s in the mirror
No longer live like I’m in fear
Can finally know my worth and take a stand
Thriving with a brand new start
And in a place that loves my heart
And I’m so happy I don’t have to play that part

I will not be that kind of girl
Whose lines are straight and hair is curled
My favorite color could be pink don’t care if I’ll have a boy when I’m 18
I finally fathomed all these thoughts
My personality’s not gone
Because they picked me up and put me down (because they put me down)
Before them I was lost but now I’m found
And I found oh I found
My new normal

My new normal
My new normal
My new normal
My new normal

She isn’t anything I planned
But I still asked to hold their hand
In the rain in California