Beautiful

Lets keep it simple, babe Don't make it complicated Don't tell me to be glad when I'm sad I really hate that I try not to be bad He's interested, he's holding me back If I could be more like you, I would But I can't and I'm glad about that What if someone had asked Picasso not to be sad? Never known who he was Or the man he'd become There would be no blue period Let me run with the wolves Let me do what I do Let me show you how sadness can turn into happiness I can turn blue into something Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful like you Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful like you Let's keep it simple, babe We can't afford to change it Don't turn me into something I'm not There's no way to sustain it I try not to hold back It seems either way it makes you mad So I'll be who I'll be If you think that that's cool then I'll take you back What if someone had asked Picasso not to be sad? Never known who he was Or the man he'd become There would be no blue period Let me run with the wolves Let me do what I do Let me show you how sadness can turn into happiness I can turn blue into something Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful like you Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful like you Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful like you Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful like you