I've got the singer-songwriter blues
But here's the thing
I just don't know what to do
Cause no one's listening
Perception is reality
Is the story of my life
I live with disability
And I'll tell you why
I'm just too beautiful
I'm just too beautiful
I'm sorrowful, it's horrible, I'm just too beautiful
Women outside forming queues
I'm like someone who's lost all direction
Gaze at my shoes, where's my muse
From the pain of missing the pain of rejection
My fragile cry of earnestness
Is lost in the fans' swooning tide
I tell them I'm a feminist
But they just want to be objectified
I'm just too beautiful
I'm just too beautiful
They wanna be my choice
They won't have any choice
Especially when I do that thing with my voice
I'm just too beautiful
Know what it's like to be Matt Corbey
Millions of women they all adore me
I know what it's like to be Jeff Buckley
I could be dead they'd still wanna f** me
From supermodel to the checkout chicks who
On every bedroom wall a permanent fixture
I know what it's like to be James Blunt
(pause)
I think you get the picture
I'm just too beautiful
I'm just too beautiful
I've got the blues, I'm feeling used, being pursued, while
I'm just a beautiful
They won't leave me alone
These pheromones are like a tsunami
I'm cut right to the bone
But they just want to hide the salami