Too She could steal the heart of any man who looks her in the eye Too… Not Enough If I could tell that girl she's beautiful, ten thousand times a day Too… Not Enough Too fat, or maybe too skinny
Instead she just looks down and turns away
What could have happened to that girl, I can't help but wonder why
A flower wants to hide out in the shade
It came upon her sweet sixteen
She found the world can be so mean
Instead of her first kiss
All he gave to her was this; he said she's…
That's all he said, he said she's…
Too… Not Enough
D'you think that she might smile a little more
'Cause all those voices that she listens to, they've got a lot to say
To keep each Cinderella on the floor
Inside her head, it's all a blur
Of things that might be wrong with her
It's all that she can see, now she's starting to believe, she might be…
She's starting to believe, she might be…
Too… Not Enough
Too proud, or maybe too pretty
Too pure, oh, it's a sin if we just all threw in the towel
Too black, or maybe too white
Too loose, oh baby, it's too tight
Just thinking everything should be the way they say
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