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 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 
They never feel like they belong 
Next to me they feel like a fool. 

I've 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 turn it down 
I'm a diamond I'm gonna shine [bad word] to everyone else 
I'm like a whole [bad word] diamond mine. 

Ohh yeah... 

I'm just a Maserati in a world of Kias 
'Genius' wouldn't 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 would never see. 

It's a burden being wonderful like me