Not so Pretty

I'm not so pretty I'm not so clean If only you could read what’s written in between me And holding flowers Won’t make me look pure And writing all these songs about it isn’t a cure But who says what’s good Who says I can’t when I know I should Don’t show me mercy No, not this time And don’t you read into my words I’m fine, I’m fine But who says what’s right And who tells us how we should suffer through life I'm so sick from you And I wish that I could feel just like I used to I'm not so happy And I’m so tired of trying To fill the hole I carved myself with lies All lies But when will it end And how will I call myself friend again?