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've 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 dumb it down
I'm a diamond, I'm gonna shine
Compared to everyone else
I'm like a whole damn diamond mine
Oh, yeah...

I'm just a Maserati in a world of Kias
Genius would 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 will never see
It's a burden being wonderful like me.