Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl Then she would cry all night Nobody thinks that really they're being cruel When they suggest that I should try to look like them As if God loved the pretty ones best
Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away
Notice the ones who all like to criticize Are the ones trying to hide Why would I sell my soul to be one of them Better to love the me within behind the skin I choose to be a goddess inside
Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away
Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
