Why am I not pretty
And it’s a chorus, are you singing it with me 
As they make up the foundation 
To sell us one side of an equation 
Seventeen to twenty four
Til they don’t want you anymore
And I fell into the sway
But it’s not what I thought, okay
As I was labelled beautiful and sexy 
Til I gained weight and then it’s like, next, we
Don’t have time
To be the victims of your favourite crime 
And you’re just jealous coz they don’t see 
The same thing when they’re looking at me 
And is it some kind of superficial 
To be so contrived in the official 
Way they tow the line 
Because I feel fine
The way I am 
Have no ambition to Uncle Sam
My way into the American dream 
And be a supernova queen 
On the cover of a magazine 
I just want to scream 
That everything just fades and falls 
And all the walls 
I thought I had up 
Just drop away in this love
As someone somewhere says I look like the sky
And the days I wanted to die
Are long gone
But that song
Still sings on repeat
Don’t judge someone 
Til you’ve felt their heartbeat