Inside Out - Lauren Worsham/Bryce Pinkham

Phoebe：

An oyster shell itself is unassuming

But look inside

You'll find a pearl

The man who otherwise is unpresuming

May share the same blood

As an earl

Do not dismiss a woman of position

She can be tenderhearted

Of no doubt

The world would be in awfully good condition

If we could all live

Inside out

Though belladonna is my favourite flower

I love its shape

And its perfume

You'd likely join the angels in an hour

Should you ingest

Its rather deadly bloom

The man who seems a paragon of virtue

May be a scoundrel

Better versed in sin

There may be many fewer who could hurt you

If we could all live

Outside in

And everyone you'd meet

On any London street

If they be sweet or horrid

It would show

I would be overjoyed

The heartache I'd avoid

If I could look at you

And know

And when I meet the man for whom I'm fated

I'll know the one I've waited for is he

For he will find these wealthy trappings overrated

And he will see what no one sees in me

A girl who reads the classics a aaaaaaaa nd the sonnets

Who needs no folderol it'll fill her cup

A girl who thinks a bit beyond her bonnets

He'll be of gentle heart

And good renown

He'll be the most admired man in town

He'll take a world that's mostly upside down

And turn it right side up

If we lived inside out

Monty：

Or even outside in

Both：

The change in how we see would be immense

Phoebe：

If we lived right side left

Monty：

Or even left side right

Phoebe：

Back side front

Monty：

Or front side back

Both：

Would shed a better light

Black might just be white

Day might just be night

If we knew the truth about each other on sight

Phoebe：

The world might just make sense