See the pretty girl,
in the pretty dress.
such a pretty life,
such a pretty mess...
pretty little fingers,
pretty little toes.
funny that she cries,
funny that she knows...
pretty little lips,
pretty little skin.
ever such a child,
she has been hurt again.
In her pretty eyes,
there's a deep distress.
There was a pretty heartbreak that
left her a pretty mess.
He was a pretty rebel,
he was a pretty boy.
he was her pretty world, but
she was his pretty toy.
She loved her pretty man
with all her pretty heart
And on the day he left her,
it tore her heart apart.
Now our pretty heroine
In her pretty dress
Takes up her pretty little knife
and dies a pretty death.
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