I'll live my whole life alive I was built to last Way past thirty-five
You live each day on the run But I'll be having fun Way past forty-one
And walking past some pretty girl I see the pity hit her eyes Poor woman ain't no pretty girl Poor woman is a waste of life No future ahead and no action in bed But none of that's true and I sing in my head that
I don't care if you're beautiful 'cause I was once beautiful, too With pearls in my ears and blue eyes and long hair In fact I looked a lot like you But it's mirrors and smoke, it's the first thing that goes Then you're stuck with what you did or didn't do And if all you did was being beautiful I'm not envious with you
Isn't it weird, every time: Body before mind Beauty for the blind
Isn't it weird: when that stings I love to listen in When miss DiFranco sings
But Ani is a pretty girl, much as she likes to sing she's not It truly takes a pretty girl to speak the ugly woman's cause Now, inside and out, there's two sides to a head And roses are blue, and I'll sing till I'm dead that
I don't care if you're beautiful 'cause I was once beautiful, too With pearls in my ears and blue eyes and long hair In fact I looked a lot like you But it's mirrors and smoke, it's the first thing that goes Then you're stuck with what you did or didn't do And if all you did was being beautiful I'm not envious with you
Hey, hell they say that I'm bitter and deranged But their faces are changing every day
And I don't care if you're beautiful 'cause I could be beautiful too If I put all my care into body and hair you'd see me look a lot like you But in mirrors and smoke, I see all my life blown And every little thing I wanna do Get stuck in dreams of being beautiful And being envoius with you
Hell, I could be beautiful too Stick pearls in my ears and do stuff to my hair Might even look a bit like you But when mirrors are smoke and your beauty is bones Just tell me what you found the time to do And if all you did was being beautiful I'm not envoius with you.