(one, two)
Yeah, I heard you say you think I'm pretty,
I want to tell you that doesn't make it easy.
Yeah, I heard you say you want to be something, anything, or anybody.
All my worth, all I am,
Does not come from my own hands,
They are weak and fragile and tired,
Without him.
You know somedays I feel so ugly,
That's when I come running to you.
As if I believe all the lies they say about me,
You know I might just forget the truth.
All my worth, all I am,
Does not come from my own hands,
They are weak and fragile and tired,
Without him.
Without him.
You know some days I seem to forget everything,
I just said it.
And it seems these days I want you to really know me,
But I don't think I've even shown you yet...
That all of my worth, all I am,
Does not come from my own hands,
They are weak and fragile and tired,
Without him.
Without him.
I want to tell you that doesn't make it easy.
Yeah, I heard you say you want to be something, anything, or anybody.
Does not come from my own hands,
They are weak and fragile and tired,
Without him.
That's when I come running to you.
As if I believe all the lies they say about me,
You know I might just forget the truth.
Does not come from my own hands,
They are weak and fragile and tired,
Without him.
Without him.
I just said it.
And it seems these days I want you to really know me,
But I don't think I've even shown you yet...
Does not come from my own hands,
They are weak and fragile and tired,
Without him.
Without him.
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