You say that you love me
My hair and all
That I'm perfect in every way
You say that you see
The beauty in me
And that I'm no mess at all
But why can't you see the real me?
The one who I hide from all
The one who you can't love?
But would you learn to take a chance
To be able to love me
And not to hate my real parts
For that's what's best for all
