Pretty Face

Mrs lady on the floor Please don't cry on the dance floor What a special girl don't waste her time Got everything but she still cries She confuses me And I just wanna know What makes her tick in this crazy morbid world I just can't read her Got a face like a stone Yeah she's so beautiful but she is also so alone Spends time with her friends but she's not even there Questioning if they like her or if they even care You got a pretty face so that means that you're fine But what they don't know is that you feel this shit all the time You feel lost you feel scared You feel so unprepared At the end of summer university Know you're gonna face some adversity So come on over here and converse with me Get rid of your troubles and rehearse with me You can sing and dance all your stresses away Mrs lady on the floor Please don't cry on the dance floor What a special girl don't waste her time Got everything but she still cries But she still cries Oh she cries With tears to fill the oceans wide She cries And a little part of me always dies