They said
I shouldn't worry
She doesn't compare to me
In terms of beauty

But loving someone
Is like going to an art gallery
A pretty picture doesn't really
Touch your heart
As much as a piece of art
That tells a story

I guess you could say
I want to be loved
As much as i want to be understood
I want to be carved like a piece of wood
And be dyed in all shades of hue

I'm so tired
Im so tired of just being blue