Pas Beaux
Vitaa
Not Pretty
There are those who never have to try
Since they were little, they’ve had it all to shine
Far from home, the train has passed
Since I was a kid, a real tomboy at last
Don’t do this, do it like her
You’re pretty, you’ve got potential for sure
You’re nice, I’m being formal
He’s got nothing to do
I don’t feel beautiful
I don’t feel beautiful
You’re so beautiful
I don’t feel handsome
But damn, you’re handsome
As if I didn’t belong
I wasn’t worth the time
I’m not what I should be
Far from the ideal
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not what I should be
Not pretty, not pretty
Since I was little, nothing seems right
Too often I wanted to leave this fight
The silhouette in the mirror, I’ll make it right
I disgust myself, I ask what’s the point tonight
Gotta be strong, gotta be tall
Short and big, that’s what the other kids call
I’m not strong, I’m not tall
Short and big, I tell myself that a lot
I don’t feel handsome
But damn, you’re handsome
I don’t feel beautiful
You’re so beautiful
As if I didn’t belong
I wasn’t worth the time
I’m not what I should be
Far from the ideal
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not what I should be
Not pretty, not pretty
The more it goes, the more I think
The more I feel misunderstood, I sink
It’s like a truth in life, I see
I’ve held my ground, paid the fee
I’ve lost my confidence, my friend
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not what I should be
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not pretty, not pretty
Not what I should be
Not pretty, not pretty
