Pretty

At the party, she's so loud Wearing less than all the Things she never tells you Like when her father comes around With the bottle he gets shallow I guess we'll never know How it feels to be pretty Everybody likes what they see Don't you want it desperately? To be pretty When she cries you hear no sound Tries her best to get so high Then sinking down, down, down We'll never know How it feels to be pretty Everybody likes what they see Don't you want it desperately? To be pretty Nobody knows you like yourself Looking at her she's so good Everyone knows her all too well She's so good, so good Nobody knows you like yourself Looking at her she's so good Everyone knows her all too well She's so good She'll never know How it feels to be pretty Everybody likes what they see Don't you want it desperately? To be pretty To be pretty