Beautiful

Let's 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