So this is how they say that you should look
Read every word and learn what beauty is
The magazine's say thinner so you try
Well what if they said death then would you die?

Tonight a girl is crying all alone
Someone told her she wasn't perfect
Her teeth are a little too crooked
Her legs a little too thick

The models on TV don't look this way
Oh my God there must be something wrong with me she screams

But smile
You'll never be quite perfect
You'll never be quite perfect
But smile
You'll never be quite perfect anyway

Commercialism shows us how to live
Teach us how to be the perfect creature
Save us from our normal, ugly skin
Show us to the doctor and let the knife plunge in

Yesterday a boy was beaten down
Someone told him he was ugly
His glasses are too thick and his arms too thin
But his spirit is something they can never see

The models on TV don't look this way
Oh my God there must be something wrong with me he screams

But smile
You'll never be quite perfect
You'll never be quite perfect
But smile
You'll never be quite perfect anyway

The models on TV don't look this way
Put there just to feed our insecurities
Beautiful is something you can't see
Beautiful is whatever you concieve

But smile
You'll never be quite perfect
You'll never be quite perfect
But smile
You'll never be quite perfect anyway