Pretty Girl

You'll never gonna be happy No dad, you'll never be Pretty girl is in the mirror Wanting to get out She screams so loud into my ears But I just won't turn around To see My way And to dress My way Pink explosions, weird emotions Barbies all over the room People laughing, daddy striking All over my face Because I Just don't like girls Because you Can't understand Oh my God! It's true I like to dress in fashion ways Feel the night Kiss boys And let my body fly away So go ahead, tell me That I'm a monster, that I'm insane But what is so wrong? I want the world to see me dancing Let them know who I am I'm sick of trying to be somebody else The one you want But look, look at me! And see This is me! Oh my God! It's true I like to dress in fashion ways Feel the night Kiss boys And let my body fly away So go ahead, tell me That I'm a monster, that I'm insane But what is so wrong? And what is so wrong