maybe i trust you then :
Don't you dare call me pretty
Beneath that layer of perfects
Until you see every flaw
And you'll judge it just like others.
Don't you dare tell me i'm kind
Until I shut you up
And tell...
Beneath that layer of perfects
Until you see every flaw
And you'll judge it just like others.
Don't you dare tell me i'm kind
Until I shut you up
And tell...