This song is called I Hate The Way I Look Today
I hate the way I look today
I hate the way I look today
I hate the way I look today, so I
Know it seems so sad to say
But today it's true and it was such a shame
That I looked into the mirror and I cried, mm
I do detest my wicked mind
I must admit, I'm so unkind
To myself, to myself, I'll be so mean
Man, if only I was pretty
I'm okay to be lonely if I'm lonely and skinny
I have such silly self-loathing thoughts, it seems
Da-da-di-di-dun-dun
Oh, because some girls are so beautiful
(Effortlessly, endlessly, perfectly so)
Today, it's not giving beautiful
It's giving train wreck
It's giving unfortunate
See, I hate the way my arms do this
I hate the way my legs do that
But I realise my destructive state of mind
I have to learn, la-da-da-da, to work with it
And accept what I've been given
So maybe I should have a shower and wash my face and give it a try
Okay, boys (she hates the way she looks tonight)
Okay, boys (she hates the way she looks tonight)
If you hate the way you look tonight, turn it up, yeah (she hates the way she looks tonight, she does)
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da, dum-dum-dum (oh, she hates the way she looks)
Ba-da-bum, ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da, ba (hates the way she looks)
Tonight, hey (hates the way she looks tonight, hey)
(Oh, hey, hey)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da, da, da-da-da-da (wow)
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da (wow)
Da-da-da-da-da, da, ra-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da (oh, oh, oh) ooh, that's nice, hahaha
Yeah, Graeme Blevins on the saxophone, woo
Well, I can't shake this, I can't fake this
I should just pay to rearrange this
Why can't that girl's face and mine trade places?
My look so plain, my look so basic
I wonder why I'm so miserable
With all my airs and disgraces
Self-love at an all time low, wow, wow, wow, wow
(Uh, a little more positive this time, please) what?
Words of affirmation must repeat till I believe it
I must let the nice words in, I must try harder to believe it
If someone will insult me, then I must block it and delete it
I must try it to like me, must try to like myself, myself
She'll like (will you try again?)
The way (will you try again?)
She looks (will you try again?)
Tonight (will you try again?)
She'll try somehow to like the way she looks tonight
Though it isn't simple as it sounds
But when self-love lets you down
You must never sigh and fret
Get a grip, that's what I said
You must change the way you talk to yourself
There's only you that can do it
Only me that can try
To love the way I look tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woo, yeah
Beautiful, I think we got it guys (yeah, yeah, yeah, so fun)
Alright, everyone have a cup of tea now (woo, woo!)
