[Verse 1] You sort your buttons by the shade of blue You name each storm that rolls through town You wear one sock with tiny ducks And turn your whole day upside down You count the tiles before you sleep You keep a marble in your coat You talk to plants like old-time friends And give the moon a winter coat [Pre-Chorus] They said, "Be normal," like it's easy Like there's one right way to be But every odd and crooked piece Is part of what makes you, you and me [Chorus] So be strange, be loud, be gloriously you Wear the paper crown and the mismatched shoes If your heart takes turns that nobody knew Take them, take them—there's room for you Be strange, be bright, let your oddness through The things they call too much are your best truths Come on, let the whole room loosen its screws We were never made to fit one groove [Verse 2] You memorize the sound of old machines You draw small faces on your toast You bring a chair to watch the rain And wave hello to every ghost You laugh too long at your own joke You keep a list of favorite stones You build a world from scraps and string And make a home where none was known [Pre-Chorus] They said, "Tone it down," but listen There's no prize for disappearing All the parts you tried to hide Are the parts worth cheering [Chorus] So be strange, be loud, be gloriously you Wear the paper crown and the mismatched shoes If your heart takes turns that nobody knew Take them, take them—there's room for you Be strange, be bright, let your oddness through The things they call too much are your best truths Come on, let the whole room loosen its screws We were never made to fit one groove [Bridge] I used to fold my elbows in And swallow every sideways thought Then you showed up with glitter glue And made a flag from what I fought Now every quirk can take the floor Every shy voice gets a say We don't need permission slips To be ourselves today [Final Chorus] So be strange, be loud, be gloriously you Wear the paper crown and the mismatched shoes If your heart takes turns that nobody knew Take them, take them—there's room for you Be strange, be bright, let your oddness through The things they call too much are your best truths Come on, let the whole room loosen its screws We were never made to fit one groove [Outro] One groove? No way One shape? Not you Be strange, be loud Be gloriously you
