King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate

Beauty ain't skin-deep...

Beauty ain't skin deep,

but I've got ugly down in my bones....

It's hard to be good,

and I've got evil runnin' through my soul....

It takes 17 muscles to smile, 

and I've got fatigue....

I can't seem to get glad, 

So it's just those 43 and me...

I shove it down, 

but it jumps up,

I ignore it,

and it kicks down the door....

I can't help it if I'm ugly,

can't beat it if I'm rotten,

so I'll see you again, my friend,

cause I'm sleepin' with despair...

Honey I don't know if I'll wake up,

but if I don't....

that's fine by me.....