Pretty, pretty girls, pretty girls live in my phone
Picture perfect features, it makes me feel alone
I think they're so much better, better skin, better smile
But in my darkest days the light's rays stay for a while
They tell me
You are pretty, you are witty, you are funny, you are smart
You come from different trees, don't let them tear you apart
Apart
It's apples and oranges
Not me versus you
It doesn't mean you're not gorgeous
But I can love myself too
Stop assessing, stop obsessing
It's your own head you are messing with it's true
Orange you glad that I can love me the way they love you
I'm concerned and confused, how does one even assess
The worth of a mind instead of what's under a dress
My mind's filled with ideas, things I cannot even explain
But one look at my telephone, it all goes down the drain
I tell me
You are pretty, you are witty, you are funny, you are smart
You come from different trees, don't let them tear you apart
Apart
It's apples and oranges
Not me versus you
It doesn't mean you're not gorgeous
But I can love myself too
Stop assessing, stop obsessing
It's your own head you are messing with it's true
Orange you glad I can love me the way they love you
Oh, I know
If you plant a seed it will grow
Don't weed your love out, no no
Or in your own doubt you will drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown
It's apples and oranges
Not me versus you
It doesn't mean you're not gorgeous
But I can love myself too
Stop assessing, stop obsessing
It's your own head you are messing with it's true
Orange you glad I can love me the way I ought to
Orange you glad, orange you glad, orange you glad
Orange you glad I can love me the way I want to