Pretty girls don´t cuss
and pretty girls don´t cry
and pretty girls don´t lay in bed awake on long cold nights
pretty girls don´t wait for him to call
sometimes pretty girls don´t feel pretty at all

I´m a wreck im a mess in a little black dress in the corner of this room
I´m a heart on a sleave 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 blink, 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 im a mess in a little black dress in the corner of this room
I´m a heart on a sleave 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
In a bar, in a crowd, can you hear me crying out?

Pretty girls get lost, and pretty girls get scared
They wonder if real love is really out there
I don´t know what you think of me, but we all are only as pretty as we believe

I´m a wreck im 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

ooo-oo-oh.