Who says that you aren't beautiful?
Who says that you aren't perfect?
It seems to me
That no one says that
And that they say you are just that

Who says that you're broken
That you're worthless, not needed?
Because all I see
Is you drowning in their praise

And the forgotten moments
Which litter your life
Can't be brought back by anyone
And only the devil inside
Is laughing as you forget

So stop crying
That everyone hates you
You've left for the best
And been left by the best for you
You're a queen among peasants

Who says that?
That you're unwanted, not beautiful, not perfect?
Only you and your screwed up mind
It's a show that you've put on
To bring sympathy

You're hiding behind the mask
Thrown your true self in the back of the closet
Buried behind all the junk
That's kiding your life