Ugly - Juliana Hatfield

I dont look at faces, I look at my feet

Im all alone when I walk down the street

Im in the kitchen cos I cant take the heat

I wanna leave but I stay in my seat

cos Im ugly with a capital u And I dont need a mirror to see that its true

Ask me a question then I will mess up, ooh

Ill tell a lie and Ill never fess up Im pretty lost but I dont wanna be found

No no no no no My tiny screams dont make a sound, no cos Im ugly with a capital u And I dont need a mirror to see that its true

cos Im ugly with a capital u And I need nobody to tell me the truth