Why in a world of ugly faces

Should I, be allowed to be so hot

So many people without talent

Yet I was born with all the magical gifts I got.

The perfect body, the perfect face

It's like god's best work all in one place

But the haters hate perfection

Can't you see.

It's a burden being wonderful like me.

How in a world that's so imperfect

Did I wind up with so much cool

Friends never stick around too long

They never feel like they belong

Next to me they feel like a fool.

I've got the grace of a dancer, a golden voice

People seem to hate me like I had a choice

Being this blessed is a lonely way to be.

It's a burden being wonderful like me.

Like me.

So you say you wanna hang around

Don't ever ask me to turn it down

I'm a diamond I'm gonna shine

Compared to everyone else

I'm like a whole damn diamond mine.

Ohh yeah...

I'm just a Maserati in a world of Kias

'Genius' wouldn't describe any of my ideas

If I was born in 1453 leonardo da vinci would be jealous of me

But a world of stevie wonders would never see.

It's a burden being wonderful like me.