Maybe it's better if it's just mine.
No one likes my songs.
Something Else
The imperfections on my skin
Make it hard to stare too long
And the way I hold my mouth
Makes everything sound wrong
The bags under my eyes
Distract so they can't shine
Would you spend some time with me
If your face looked more like mine
I've heard it said that you can't love
Until you learn to love yourself
But I've learned that that's just shit
People say to help themselves
And I know I can't hate you
No matter how I hate myself
I know I can't hate you
Although you wish for someone else
The body that I have
Voids all personality
Nothing I could be is worth it
That's the harsh reality
And if I reached out to touch you
You would struggle not to gag
At my crooked jaw and the way this eyelid sags
I've heard it said that you can't love
Until you learn to love yourself
But I've learned that that's just shit
People say to help themselves
And I know I can't hate you
No matter how I hate myself
I know I can't hate you
Although you wish for someone else
But if you squint your eyes real tight
Or you look at me in low light
I'll look as beautiful as you
I'll look as beautiful as you
I've heard it said that you can't love
Until you learn to love yourself
But I've learned that that's just shit
People say to help themselves
And I've learned that I can hate you
As much as I hate myself
I've learned that I can hate you
Just for wanting something else
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ReplyDeleteOkay, it's kind of a weird thing to like, but I adore (adore!!) how the fourth line sounds. Like, it fits with the structure of the first three but with the amount of syllables, it seems like the perfect end to the first lines.
Thank you for reading them and thanks for the compliment. I'm glad you like it:)
ReplyDeleteI recorded this one and it's the worst song ever though, just so you know.
It's so bad.
I listen to it when I wanna laugh.
There are maracas, haha.