Tell Me I'm Pretty (Bethamphetamine Pt 2)

I think they named her Donna
She had X-ray eyes
She could see right thru your bullshit
But lived her own set of lies
Had 2 pieces of plastic for parents
Divorced and competitive
Champagne problems like in which beach house they should live

Please don't make me be the one
With truths that throw a punch
Money cuts your legs off
When you use it as a crutch
4am a coked up stranger
Brings your pearls to clutch
As you beg for anyone to say

Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)

I remember your heavy tears
The day that daddy sold the boat
All your hangers-on consoled you
Like a Sunday horoscope
Now they hang out with the girl whose daddy
bought the boat from yours
Not one of them will call you
But you're still on the old brochure

Don't wanna be the one to tell you
That they're all two-faced
Wedged underneath a desk
Just like the gum that's lost it's taste
4am a rom-com movie
Makes your makeup run
As you beg for anyone to say

Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)

Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)
Tell me I'm pretty
(Pretty, Pretty)