Lyrics – Pretty When You Die

Lyrics | January 26th, 2012

I see through smeared mascara cheeks
Oh how I love it when you weep
Oh yes, I love to see you cry
Because you’re pretty when you die

Mother says I’m free
But father, who am I to be?
A little girl out in the cold
Oh so young, and yet so old

Well time is money, time is spent
And the clock it never quits
Think of all the time you loan
Admit, your life is not your own

I see Jesus, I see Christ
And I see bloody sacrifice
And I see pointless waste of time
And you’ll never change my mind

If I gave my love to you
Tell me boy, what would you do?
Would you let it slip away,
As you watch my soul decay?

There’s this box I have inside
And the key is hard to find
But, if to open it, you could
Then all would well be understood

There’s so many thought that fill my head
Some are hidden, some are said
And one day it will come to be
That this little girl is free

I see through smeared mascara cheeks
Oh how I love it when you weep
Oh yes, I love to see you cry
Because you’re pretty when you die
I’ll bet you’re pretty when you die
Oh yes, I love to see you cry
Because you’re pretty when you die
I’ll bet you’re pretty when you die
You’ll be so pretty when you die

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