Pretty Faces
Pretty faces
You've got a lot to live for
You dress the street up and take me on a fancy walk
And your reflections in shopfronts aren't for buying
But they're window shopping and you can't blame them for trying
And silence is easy
Cause pictures don't have to talk
Words flowing freely
When the world is in your look
But I like shadows under eyes
Crooked teeth and worn-down smiles
Legs not built for running miles
Pretty faces
You've got a lot to live for
You lose a lover find another at your front door
Time folds the skin between the brows of those that seldom win
And I like their shadows under eyes
Crooked teeth and worn-down smiles
Legs not built for running miles
Pretty faces
Escape the bars and darker places
And oh I like the way your head hangs low
Your shoulders slope
And sometimes I'm amazed that nobody seems to know
When you cross the room to me
Maybe we're both freaks
Pretend we're on TV
And it's 1963
And you play the soundtrack
And I all the parts
And our average faces light up
As we play average starts
Pretty faces
Depend on how you frame em
Looking at old pictures
Knowing I'll never feel the same again
You've got a lot to live for
You dress the street up and take me on a fancy walk
And your reflections in shopfronts aren't for buying
But they're window shopping and you can't blame them for trying
And silence is easy
Cause pictures don't have to talk
Words flowing freely
When the world is in your look
But I like shadows under eyes
Crooked teeth and worn-down smiles
Legs not built for running miles
Pretty faces
You've got a lot to live for
You lose a lover find another at your front door
Time folds the skin between the brows of those that seldom win
And I like their shadows under eyes
Crooked teeth and worn-down smiles
Legs not built for running miles
Pretty faces
Escape the bars and darker places
And oh I like the way your head hangs low
Your shoulders slope
And sometimes I'm amazed that nobody seems to know
When you cross the room to me
Maybe we're both freaks
Pretend we're on TV
And it's 1963
And you play the soundtrack
And I all the parts
And our average faces light up
As we play average starts
Pretty faces
Depend on how you frame em
Looking at old pictures
Knowing I'll never feel the same again
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Writer(s): Leah Senior
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