worrying about what life cannot fix
allowing my troubles to take over
getting my own needle and thread
but it don't make my dress no prettier
i just seem to make things more confused
i have to just stop and go to the maker
my brother's aggravations
but it ain't for me to fix
they gotta do it on their own
you get the message anyway
i'm so much more beautiful
let it let it let let let it go slow
i'm so much more beautiful
i guess this is the end of the music