pretty girls don't cuss, and pretty girls don't cry, and pretty girls don't lay awake in bed on long cold nights. and pretty girls don't wait for him to call. Sometimes pretty girls don't feel pretty at all. I'm a wreck i'm a mess in a little black dress in the corner of this room
I'm a heart on a sleeve that you never see don't tell me that you do I know you put me on like a string of pearls. But I am not just a pretty girl. Pretty girls don't think and they don't get hurt. And they sure don't hear the hollow echo in your words so don't you worry about how I feel cause after all pretty girls aren't real I'm a wreck I'm a mess in a little black dress in the corner of this room I'm a heart on your sleeve that you never see don't tell me that you do. I know you put me on like a string of pearls. but I am not, just a pretty girl On a street in a car, right here on your arm, by myself in a crowd can you hear me crying out. Cause pretty girls get lost and pretty girls get scared they wonder if real love is really out there And I don't know, what you think of me. but we are all only as pretty at we believe I'm a wreck I'm a mess in a little black dress in the corner of this room I'm a heart on your sleeve that you never see don't tell me that you do I know you put me on like some string of pearls but I am not just a pretty girl... Oooohyeah. Just a pretty girl...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
