Crosslegged on the fronlawn 

she's had a bad pill 

lights of the city they can all go to hell 

and it'll all come good 

she can put in the hour 



she wants to get in the film 

but it's gonna take years 

wish she wrote songs like the ones that you hear 

boys are all twenty 

they leave her on the edge 



and she's tellin herself 

they will see 

they will see the beauty in me 

they will see the beauty 

it's in my soul 



they will see the beauty in me 

they will see the beauty in me 

they will see the beauty 

it's in my soul 



her lift is waitin 

she'll be there soon 

rockin forwards and backwards 

eyeballing the moon 

on why like a child in the rich 



she's pretty and long and hot it seems 

playing with the phone like it's rosary 

she'd get up and take 'em all on now 



and she's tellin herself,they will see 

they will see the beauty in me 

they will see the beauty 

it's in my soul 



they will see the beauty in me 

they will see the beauty in me 

they will see the beauty 

it's in my soul 



first, she can tell them why she's so sad 

why this girl is crying 

with all the excuses that she's ever had 

well she's nearly twenty and so 

very old 



crosslegged on the frontlawn 

she's had a bad pill 

lights of the city they can all go to hell 

it'll all come good she can put in the hour