Medusa

Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl
 Then she would cry all night
 Nobody thinks that, really, they're being cruel
 When they suggest that I should try to look like them
 As if God loved the pretty ones best
 Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection
 Damn 'em all - in the face of their rejection
 Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day
 My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away
 Notice the ones who all like to criticize
 Are the ones trying to hide
 Why would I sell my soul to be one of them?
 Better to love the me within behind the skin
 I choose to be a Goddess inside
 Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection
 Damn 'em all - in the face of their rejection
 Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day
 My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away
 Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection
 Damn 'em all - in the face of their rejection
 Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day
 My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away
 Damn 'em all!