Crush (HRT! Version)

Who's that guy? Looking sharp with that naughty smile He's all dressed up With a sense of style Fresh shave, hair neat And an air of confidence that's tough to beat What I wouldn't give To be him for a while I've got a little crush on me I'm smitten with the man that I could be Shame he's unavailable, emotionally Cause there's a certain kind of ugly that a mirror can't see I flirt with the idea of loving myself a little bit more But I messed up When I've tried before To be cool is to lie Getting lost between me, myself and I Trying to choose a new facade to adore I've got a little crush on me I'm smitten with the man that I could be Shame he's unavailable, emotionally Cause there's a certain kind of ugly that a mirror can't see And I've tried to find Some piece of mind Embrace the introspection Leave hate behind Try to be kind But upon reflection The shape of my face Doesn't fit my mental space I am bereft, there's no room left For my own affection I've got a little crush on me I'm smitten with the man that I could be Shame he's unavailable, emotionally Cause there's a certain kind of ugly that a mirror can't see Cause there's a certain kind of ugly that a mirror can't see