歌词：
The Pretty Things

, we disagree I'm growing young and you're maturing You see things in black and white It's not my fault you're colorblind You finally followed through With all the things

waiting but our eyes are wandering to All this earth holds dear Look at all the pretty things That steal my heart away I can feel I'm fading 'Cause Lord, I love so many things

Pretty When You Cry All of the things we need. They always seem to be to far out of reach for you and me (together) call it out... all of the lies we

pretty things are going to hell They wore it out But they wore it well The pretty things are going to hell They wore it out But they wore it well The pretty

I knew all along That I was right at the start Bout the seeds of the weeds That grew in your heart Self satisfaction for the factions Who formed to tear

There's blood on my shoes Nobody knows Because of you Where did you go? Where did you go? Nobody knows Where did you go? You're pretty, so pretty

I don't believe in anything They tell me's set in stone They say that were together But I'm sat here on my own In the company of strangers This trigger

You got the world, boy This all you make it? You had the choice lad You wouldn't take it The oldest charm Only the best for you And the years of my life

If you love a woman you mustn't beat her And if she's got a lover I'd like to meet her The instinct I have is to kill the thing I love And it seems