Handsome - Live from Brighton

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god,
 oh god, oh god they're gonna eat me up for breakfast
 You think you look good in whatever they sugarcoat you in
 If my body is a temple you can worship at my
 feet but it might kick you in the teeth some
 So even when you're spitting blood you would save a thought for me
 Cos I got so down I held the world to ransom
 Lonely, bored and bad thank god I'm handsome (so handsome)
 I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
 I know, I know, I should be picking up the pieces
 But it doesn't really matter as once you
 thought it would when you got nothing to lose
 Everybody else I know would talk to
 me of misery as if it was contagious
 So come to me and promise me you'll catch me if you can
 Cos I got so down I held the world to ransom
 Lonely, bored and bad thank god I'm handsome
 I'm as awful as they come oh what a pity
 So I thank the lord above that I am pretty (so pretty)
 P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p so pretty
 I'm p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p so pretty
 Well I got so down I held the world to ransom
 Lonely, bored and bad thank god I'm handsome
 Arresting, prepossessing and disarming
 Oh what a stroke of luck that I am charming
 With a hand layed out upon me by committee
 I just thank the lord above that I am pretty (so pretty)