The Burden of Being Wonderful

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
Never feel like they belong
Next to me they feel like a fool
I 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 damned diamond mine
Oh yeah
I’m just a Maserati in a world of Kias
Genius would describe any of my ideas
If was born in 1453
Leonardo Da Vinci would be jealous of me What a world of Stevie Wonders will never say
It’s a burden being wonderful like me