Pretty Girls Songtext
von Mélissa Laveaux
Pretty Girls Songtext
Give me a mirror and I′ll show you my enemy
The fear that tears through my pores ripping inside of me
A homemade bomb grows in my palm as I cut me free
My arms are witness to my ruthless loss of dignity
And all the pretty girls call me a freak
I just cut myself trying to stay neat
I'm a toothache-giving b*tch darling
I′m so sweet
I built a castle was no hassle my skin, building blocks
My cherry blood slowly floods and clots to make the knots
Up in my fortress I'm a righteous duchess super clean
The love I give myself above all else is quite serene
And all the pretty girls call me a freak
I just cut myself trying to stay neat
I'm a toothache-giving b*tch darling
I′m so sweet
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
Give me a mirror and I′ll show you my enemy
The fear that tears through my pores ripping inside of me
A homemade bomb grows in my palm as I cut me free
My arms are witness to my ruthless loss of dignity
And all the pretty girls call me a freak
I just cut myself trying to stay neat
I'm a toothache-giving b*tch darling
I′m so sweet
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
The fear that tears through my pores ripping inside of me
A homemade bomb grows in my palm as I cut me free
My arms are witness to my ruthless loss of dignity
And all the pretty girls call me a freak
I just cut myself trying to stay neat
I'm a toothache-giving b*tch darling
I′m so sweet
I built a castle was no hassle my skin, building blocks
My cherry blood slowly floods and clots to make the knots
Up in my fortress I'm a righteous duchess super clean
The love I give myself above all else is quite serene
And all the pretty girls call me a freak
I just cut myself trying to stay neat
I'm a toothache-giving b*tch darling
I′m so sweet
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
Give me a mirror and I′ll show you my enemy
The fear that tears through my pores ripping inside of me
A homemade bomb grows in my palm as I cut me free
My arms are witness to my ruthless loss of dignity
And all the pretty girls call me a freak
I just cut myself trying to stay neat
I'm a toothache-giving b*tch darling
I′m so sweet
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
And all the pretty girls
Writer(s): Melissa Laveaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com