Pretty Things - Adam Friedman

You’re pretty like the moon

No one can get to you

That’s lonely but it’s true

You’re pretty like the moon

Folk songs and cigarettes

You’re such a perfect mess

You seem so unimpressed

You smile when you’re depressed

But darlin' let me see the scars you’re hiding

Underneath you’re makeup

Show me what it is that you’re afraid of

Why you hide behind your pretty things

And don’t you know that even roses die

And nothing’s really made to last forever

Even beauty fades, you can’t always rely on

Pretty things

Red wine and vanity

Your fashion fantasies

That smile can’t hide your tears

That boy can’t hide your fears

It’s better when it hurts

It shows you what it’s worth

So cue the masquerade

Inside your still afraid

So darlin' show me all the the scars you’re hiding

Underneath your makeup

Show me what it is that you’re afraid of

Why you hide behind your pretty things

And don’t you know that even roses die

And nothing’s really made to last forever

Even beauty fades, you can’t always rely on

Pretty things

What goes up, must come down

You fly too high, oh, you’re gonna hit the ground

Too many words, they don’t explain

So we hide behind our pretty things

Behind the laughter and behind the smiles

I’ve got my scars that I’m hiding too

Darling, how me what you’re hiding

And I’ll show you what I’m hiding

Behind all my pretty things