Pretty Boy

No, I don't usually give rise Let bygones be bygones, uh But this letter I just had to write Cause' I don't let barbie doll boys Speak to me so Yet all of my words wound up stuck in my throat Cause' when you spoke I let your pretty little face take over my good sense-s Who do you think you, who do you think you are? To tell me I'm ugly? Well sir you nasty, you're trashy! To say those things about my mother Aren't your boots a touch too tight? You've grown too big don't you know your size? And if you were the only man on earth I'd let our species die! Pretty boy, is pretty all you got? No kindness, heartless I see what you're not But all my butterflies They don't mind! You're their kind of guy! (Why do the pretty boys make 'em fly? I know it's hot boy summer but I'm holding out for kind) (Spoken: "How very dare you!") I could not love you, I don't think there'd be room You already love you! So I wish you and you all the bestest for your life together Fuck a boy who thinks he can Spread around junk like a garbage man You're all smokin' and no fire You're a bass without a band Pretty boy, is pretty all you got? No kindness, heartless I see what you're not But all my butterflies They don't mind! You're their kind of guy! (Why do the pretty boys make 'em fly? I know it's hot boy summer but I'm holding out for kind) But then again, your smile Lit me up like dynamite I hate it how you drove me wild Just think what you could do to me If you were ever kind? Oh pretty boy, is pretty all you got? No kindness, heartless I see what you're not But baby all of my butterflies They don't mind! You're their kind of guy! (Why do the pretty boys make 'em fly? I know it's hot boy summer but I'm holding out for kind)