I’m okay with being rough-faced
And seeing myself still beaming
Take it or leave it
Self-love’s a hiccup
Gotten quickly sick of knowing to wake up
Only to dress up
Corduroy skirt, yesterday’s shirt
Smudged the mirror with my fingerprints
Practice posture, staring at my waistline

Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)

Women’s got perfection fucked up
You will never make your mind up
Waste time on a timeline
All for waistline
If he likes you he will man up (?)
You don’t live in a mask girl
Self-deprecation, over-complication
Overflowing hatred, underestimated
Struggling to embrace it, I suggest you face it
I suggest you face it
Girl, I think you’re

Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)

Caught up on stuff that don’t matter
Don’t be dumb, don’t be dumb

Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)
Pretty pretty pretty girl
You’re pretty pretty pretty dumb
(I think you’re)