Beautiful

Lets keep it simple, babe
Don’t make it complicated
Don’t tell me to be glad when I’m sad
I really hate that
I try not to be bad
This / holding me back
If I could, I would be more like you, I would
But I can’t, and I’m glad with that

What if someone has asked
Picasso not to be sad
Never know what he was
Or the man he’d become
There would be no blue period
Let me run with the wolves
Let me do what I want
Let me show you how sadness can turn into happiness
I can turn blue into something

Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful like you
Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful like you

Let’s keep it simple, babe
We can’t afford to change it
Try to turn me into something I’m not
There’s no way to sustain it

What if someone has asked
Picasso not to be sad
Never know what he was
Or the man he’d become
There would be no blue period
Let me run with the wolves
Let me do what I want
Let me show you how sadness can turn into happiness
I can turn blue into something

Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful like you
Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful like you