Truthfully; I do not see
What you see in me
I mean i guess i don't understand
Why out of all the girls, you want to hold my hand
You say my eyes are captivating
And my smile intoxicating
My eyes are just dark brown
And.. my "smile" is typically a frown
You say I'm beautiful, it's a lie
Cause you still say it, even when i cry
When you look at me though
It's like you read my mind and you know
You know me better than i know me
So please tell me what you see
Im a little too curvy, a little too short
a ***** sense of humor, when i laugh i snort
My hips are wide, i dont like crowds
My thighs are big, im way too loud
My heart in tatters, emotions worn
Broken promises that were sworn
Family problems, psychotic things
Scared of marriage, and diamond rings
So what exactly is it that you see
In loud, short, broken me