Baby make me feel like the way that you do
You look so pretty, awfully pretty
Sitting in your throne, size two
But I'm an ugly kid (he's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Ugly enough to not wanna exist
I'm an ugly kid (he's an ugly kid)
And you're that pitch-perfect angel
Singing that classic, smashing hit and now I'm glad I exist
Your eyes twinkle like all your tears from last night
But if I make you cry again I think that I might just die
I'm such a fucking ugly kid (he's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Ugly enough to just wanna just quit
I'm an ugly kid
And you're like a summer sunset in Stockholm
I'm like being stuck in fucking Bakersfield and walking home
Baby make me feel like the way that you do
You look so pretty, awfully pretty
Sitting in your throne size two
But I'm an ugly kid (he's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Ugly enough to not wanna exist
I'm an ugly kid (he's an ugly kid)
And you're that pitch-perfect angel
Singing that classic, smashing hit and now I'm glad I exist
Nothing helps make up minds like roses or a lot of time
But I will just be sitting here
And not close to you or somewhere near
'Cause if you get to close to a lovely bird, it flies away
A bird I should've been glad to see
Instead of sad it wants to leave
Should be happy
Even if it's all without me
Baby make me feel like the way that you do
You look so pretty, awfully pretty
Sitting in your throne size two, two, two, two, two
Ah (he's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Listen to this fucking trumpet, holy shit
You're so pretty (he's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
You're not ugly
Yeah, that was the story of the kid
Who fucking was real chunky growing up (you're so pretty)
And then gets older and guess what
He's a little less chunky
Pretty, pretty, pretty
You're so pretty
