Ugly - Maria Mena

Look at us now, generation next

Damaged somehow, but we try our best

And we’re all the same, but that doesn’t make us right

And where do you turn?

Where do you sleep at night?

So now you think we’re ugly

Like I don’t have enough to worry about

Why do you think I’m ugly?

Which magazine did ya read so you could judge me now?

Look at us stare

Jealous of what they wear

Dad gives you money, but he’s never there

And we cry out for love, never get enough of that

And now you’re into drugs and all that «other» stuff

And now you think we’re ugly

Like I don’t have enough to worry about

Why do you think I’m ugly?

Which magazine did ya read so you could judge me now?

So now you think we’re ugly

Like I don’t have enough to worry about

Why do you think I’m ugly?

Which magazine did ya read so you could judge me now?

People have said to me

They think they’re better then me, and I agree, yeah

People changing me

Telling me what to think and who to be

No wonder why we’re confused…

Are you me?

So now you think we’re ugly

Like I don’t have enough to worry about

Why do you think I’m ugly?

Which magazine did ya read so you could judge me now?

So now you think we’re ugly

Like I don’t have enough to worry about

Why do you think I’m ugly?

Which magazine did ya read so you could judge me now?

So now you think we’re ugly, ugly, ugly