Pretty Boy
Christa Hase
Hand in hand (we walk with grace)
Selfies adorned (with a charming embrace)
No secret on our lips
We never lose our grip
We've mastered the act (it's plain to see?)
But our hearts (don't beat in harmony)
Like actors on a stage
We’re trapped in a gilded cage
Behind the flawless disguise
A part of us slowly dies
The world sees
What they want to see
You're the only one
Who truly knows the real me
My pretty boy (you never let me fall)
I'm not your toy (but I can be your doll)
I leave in your hands, my fragility
Because I know you won't break me
No other man can say
He had me this way
The world sees
What they want to see
You're the only one
Who truly knows the real me
I hope that one day
Someone will appear
To teach us what true love means
And if it never happens
We will be partners in crime
Till the end of the times
The world sees
What they want to see
You're the only one
Who truly knows the real me
The world sees
What they want to see
You're the only one
Who truly knows the real me
