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