Pretty
Pretty
[Verse 1]
I told myself again that he wasn't right
But all I really wanted was a taste of his life
He said that I was pretty, and I loved his eyes
A bright blue hue that had sparked a light
Rough and Mean, said he was my type
He'd taste my cherry lips and then he'd call me ripe
I'd steal a couple kisses in the bright moonlight
He'd kiss me with his fist and catch me by surprise
He told me that he was rough and mean
With a hand raised in the air that kept swaying in the wind
And when I'd start to cry, he'd let the tears fall down from my eyes
"You're so pretty when you cry..."
[Chorus]
This is what made him worse,
I couldn't get away because he loved me first
He gave me words to die for; is this my curse?
He told me I'm pretty,
He told me I'm pretty,
This is what made him worse
I couldn't get away because he loved me first
He told me I'm pretty,
He told me I'm pretty,
And then said he loves me
[Verse 2]
I knew he was liar when we had first begun
But I couldn't ever bring myself up to run
The fire in his eye, it was like a storm
...And I was caught.
Rough and Mean, said he was my type
He'd kiss my cherry lips in the bright moonlight
Every inch of me said to leave that night
But the way he held me just felt so right.
I could see it in his grin, the bottle in his hand, and the sirens on the wind
A terror in my eye, and when I'd start to cry, he'd say,
"Baby, you're alright. Baby, you're alright..."
Then he'd take a shot.
[Chorus]
This is what made him worse
I couldn't get away because he loved me first
He gave me words to die for, is it my curse?
He told me I'm pretty,
He told me I'm pretty,
This is what made him worse
I couldn't get away because he loved me first
He told me I'm pretty,
He told me I'm pretty
And then said he loves me.
[Speaking]
I was the prettiest of queens that he had ever seen
I kept roses in my hair for my rough and mean
I was a fresh meat of beauty for my degenerate, handsome king
But...
He was the only man I ever had that would make me feel safe when things got bad
But the day he ran away he took me by the hand and said,
"Your beauty and glamour, it will never last..."
[Chorus]
This is what made him worse
I couldn't get away because I loved him first
He gave me words to die for, is it my curse?
Tell me I'm pretty,
Tell me I'm pretty
This is what made him worse
I couldn't get away because I loved him first
Tell me I'm pretty,
Tell me I'm pretty.
And then say you love me.