Pretty Girls

Pretty girl just make me cry
So the skeet of a bird fly by
Every whistle to the. she didn t hear it
She was heading home
Pretty girl just make me sad
Was the best night that we ever had
Through the city street we run
Sometime star fish move like human heads
We were one women she was worried to her heart
She wanted me to watch her die
Please forgive these bones something we had
Haven is stolen I couldn t care
Pretty birds just make me cry
So the skelet of a bird fly by
Every whistle to the. she didn t hear it
She was heading home
She was heading home
She was heading home
She was heading home
She was heading home
She was heading home