Orange

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