He used to tell me I was ugly. Used to tell me what to wear,

Said I could be pretty, if I listened to what he said.

I  thought that he loved me, wanted to help improve me.

Instead he wanted me to change, into a a girl that I am not.

So I left him in the dust, left him and his rules behind,

And found a brand new man, that can't keeps his eyes off me.

He thinks I'm beautiful, no matter what I wear,

He even prefers me with no makeup on, and still loves me just the same.

That is what true beauty is, not being beautful,

But finding someone who loves you just for you,

And wouldn't have you any other way.