Don't Call Me Pretty

I've been singing in bars, and spending way too much time in my car
Making connections and missing them too
Call me at night at the end of the show, call me when the sun comes up

But don't call me pretty
It goes straight to my head
Call me something you can't see
That would mean so much more to me instead

I've been walking alone
I should feel safe on my own
Should I dress down
Will that keep them from looking around

Call me at night at the end of the show, call me when the sun comes up
But don't call me pretty
It goes straight to my head
Call me something you can't see
That would mean so much more to me instead

If I were a boy, would you still call me pretty
Or would you compliment me on my musical ability
Let's make room for equality, and do away with the goddamn patriarchy

And don't call me pretty
Don't call me pretty
Don't call me pretty



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Coughlin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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