Medusa

Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl

Then she would cry all night

Nobody thinks that really they're being cruel

When they suggest that I should try to look like them

As if God loved the pretty ones best

Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection

Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection

Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day

My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away

Notice the ones who all like to criticize

Are the ones trying to hide

Why would I sell my soul to be one of them

Better to love the me within behind the skin

I choose to be a goddess inside

Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection

Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection

Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day

My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away

Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection

Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection

Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day

My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away

Damn 'em all!