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?