Lyrics Chantal Kreviazuk

Chantal Kreviazuk

God Made Me

(You got a quarter for your phone?)

I'm jaded, and you're beautiful

I'm deluded, and I'm envious of you

You're carin' that I'm hurtin'

But I'm laughin' 'cause I'm lyin'

And you believe what I say to be true

This is the way God made me

No self-reliance, no social skills

You're confident and you express yourself so well

Your learned degrees upon your wall

I'm jealous, no invitations to the ball

This is the way God made me

This is the way God made me

No self-esteem, you're picture-perfect

You walk about so contented, the trees call out your name

You're clean and I'm so ignorant

I'm basic and I'm jaded and my excuses are so lame

This is the way God made me

This is the way (this is the way) God made me

(I think this is just the way I'm meant to be, yeah)

This is the way God made me

(Well there's no excuse it's just the way God made me)

This is the way (hey, yeah) God made me

It's just the way I am

It's just the way I am

It's just the way I am