Ugly by Juliana Hatfield

I don't look at faces, i look at my feet
I'm all alone when i walk down the street
I'm in the kitchen 'cos i can't take the heat
I wanna leave but i stay in my seat

'cos i'm ugly with a capital u
And i don't need a mirror to see that it's true

Ask me a question then i will mess up, ooh
I'll tell a lie and i'll never fess up
I'm pretty lost but i don't wanna be found
No no no no no
My tiny screams don't make a sound, no

'cos i'm ugly with a capital u
And i don't need a mirror to see that it's true
'cos i'm ugly with a capital u
And i need nobody to tell me the truth