Pretty Sad (Uke Version)

She sings like a high-rent Amy Winehouse Hides behind a facsimile Crude carbon copy lest they all find out She can't maintain her dignity Because her soul is heavy, she's been carrying confusion About who she is meant to be Your heart stops when you fall for her illusion Cause sad is just so pretty She lifts the lighter to her tongue Cause Jennifer's Body's hot and how could that be wrong F*ck, it burns like a thousand fucking suns How could sad hurt so bad that it isn't any fun She cries tears thick with black mascara She doesn't give a f*ck about the people in her life She only wears gold jewelry, unaware She is all of the depression without any of the bite Because her soul is heavy, she's been carrying confusion About who she is meant to be Your heart stops when you fall for her illusion Cause sad is just so pretty She lifts the lighter to her tongue Cause Jennifer's Body's hot and how could that be wrong F*ck, it burns like a thousand fucking suns How could sad hurt so bad that it isn't any fun Pretty sad, she leaves all the parties lonely Pretty sad, pout those Lana Del Rey lips Pretty sad, she'll never find her one and only 'Til a turn of tables at the next eclipse She sprouts hair from her fucking skin She's been starved for man-flesh, that's how she stays so thin Her teeth grow long and pearly white She waits for the full moon so she can hunt her prey at night Her bones creak, crackle, and they pop She shifts her shape into a beast that summons a whole mob Your crush is a werewolf, f*ck you better run Grab your silver fucking bullets and your daddy's rusty gun