Pretty Little Things

(álbum: Foxlore - 2016)

I once loved a man who was all lips and hands
Cracked lips and hands
Calloused hands
I still feel his touch against my skin
Past loves linger like phantom limbs

I cut straight to the heart
I don't believe the pretty little things that you say
I've heard a lot of little pretty things
Don't buy me flowers
It pains me to watch pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away

There are lessons in life no one should have to learn
But trust is now something I make people earn
So I'm not inclined to just give it away
To a pair of blue eyes with some nice things to say

I cut straight to the heart
I don't believe the pretty little things that you say
I've heard a lot of little pretty things
Don't buy me flowers
It pains me to watch pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away

I know a trick to make a man's colors show:
If he sees something he wants, tell him no

Maybe you're right, and maybe I have been used up
By another man's hungry hands
And maybe you're right, and maybe I have been ruined
By another man after him
But maybe I'm the one who's right
Maybe you will prove why
Women like me never fall for pretty little things

I cut straight to the heart
I don't believe the pretty little things that you say
I've heard a lot of little pretty things
Don't buy me flowers
It pains me to watch pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away
Pretty little things wilt away