I’ve got purple and blue nails today,
But I used to like them plain.
I’m wearing something I would’ve never worn,
With my heart on the chain.
And I reopen wounds just for the hell of it,
Because there’s nothing wrong with the dark,
And there’s nothing wrong with you and me.
So there’s nothing to feel ashamed about –
The way you look or the way you feel –
When you’re with me.