Notes: Please be kind; this is my first song (ever) and I’m really nervous about posting it. I don’t know what inspired me to do it, but oh well. The document didn't upload how I wanted it to, so each line separates a phrase of the song. Sorry for the inconvenience; Enjoy!

Pretty Words

-M. Elena

His sweet words would entrance me

all his croons I couldn’t resist.

“I love you so much, baby.

You’re the only one I want to kiss.”

how they made my poor heart sing.

But slowly I am learning

that they don’t mean a thing.

(beat)

Now I think I understand

Chorus:

That all you say are pretty words.

Pretty words made of air.

You say them like you mean them

but in the end you just don’t care

(about me)

And as your whisper in my ear,

I know exactly what you’ll say.

“Baby, oh how I love you

With a love that grows each day.”

But you don’t know that I know

that the circles you spin ‘round and ‘round

my poor heart, they have stopped now.

My feet are on the ground.

(beat)

Because I know as well as you do

Chorus:

That all you say are pretty words.

Pretty words made of air.

You say them like you mean them

but in the end you just don’t care.

(about me)

And as you coax and plead with me,

I almost give in and obey,

but soon after I remember

all the heart-tricks that you play.

But my head starts spinning ‘round now

I can’t walk away from you.

Or is my headache due to

the sound of my heart breaking in two?

(beat)

But it hurts for me to think

Chorus:

That all you say are pretty words.

Pretty words made of air.

You say them like you mean them

but in the end you just don’t care.

(about me)

And as I break away from your arms,

now you’re begging me to stay.

The flowery words dance around me

but I continue to walk away.

My head begins to clear itself

and though my heart is on the mend,

I’m free from all your pretty words;

my imprisonment at an end.

(beat)

I hope your next victim learns quickly

Chorus:

That all you say are pretty words,

pretty words made of air.

You say them like you mean them

but in the end you just don’t care.

(about me)