It's getting kinda hard to be the girl that I wanna be
I stay up late and think about the things she's got over me
What do I gotta do to show the world I'm just as pretty?
It's getting kinda old
I gotta see myself every day
There's makeup everywhere
I try so hard my carpet is stained
What do I gotta do to show the world I know who I am?
(Know who I, know who I, know who I, know who I a-a-)
Under a microscope, I
Can't go anywhere without the thought following me
Maybe if I gave it my all, all, all, to you
You'd think I was cool, cool, think I was cool
It's really all of my fault, fault, fault, I'm losing
I gotta prove, I gotta prove
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty
Let's go to the city, for me
I'll roll the windows down, promise I'm feeling for you
Wind in my hair
And I, I know you're there
But I just want the world to see me like you do
Like "I'm so in love with you"
Can they see me like you do?
Like "I'm so in love with you"
Maybe if I gave it my all, all, all, to you
You'd think I was cool, cool, think I was cool
It's really all of my fault, fault, fault, I'm losing
I gotta prove, I gotta prove
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too
I can be pretty for you
I can be pretty too