You said that I wasn't pretty   so I just believed you   And you said that I wasn't special   so I lived that way   with critical gazes and brutal amazement   at how my reflection could be so imperfect   With all of my blemishes   how could somebody want me?      But God loves ugly   He doesn't see the way I see   Oh, God takes ugly   and turns it into something that is beautiful   apparently I'm beautiful   cause you love me, ohh      I tried to clean up the outside   all shiny and new   Worked overtime to thin up and look right   but inside I knew   that deep in the bottom were secrets I thought I could try to ignore   Old ghosts in my corridors never get tired of haunting the past that's in me      But God loves ugly   He doesn't see the way I see   Oh, God takes ugly   and turns it into something that is beautiful   apparently I'm beautiful   cause you love me      Help me believe   why you love me   when I know you see   you see everything   Help me believe   why you love me   when I know you see   inside and you still say I'm beautiful   you're telling me I'm beautiful   you're screaming out: oh, so beautiful   and I'm finding out I'm beautiful   you're making me so beautiful   and I can see I'm beautiful    cause you love me