Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl   Then she would cry all night   Nobody thinks that really they're being cruel   When they suggest that I should try to look like them   As if God loved the pretty ones best      Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection   Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection   Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day   My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away      Notice the ones who all like to criticize   Are the ones trying to hide   Why would I sell my soul to be one of them   Better to love the me within behind the skin   I choose to be a goddess inside      Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection   Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection   Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day   My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away      Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection   Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection   Damn 'em all - well this dog will have its day   My garden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away      Damn 'em all!