Not so Pretty

I'm not so pretty
I'm not so clean
If only you could read what’s written in between me

And holding flowers
Won’t make me look pure
And writing all these songs about it isn’t a cure

But who says what’s good
Who says I can’t when I know I should

Don’t show me mercy
No, not this time
And don’t you read into my words
I’m fine, I’m fine

But who says what’s right
And who tells us how we should suffer through life

I'm so sick from you
And I wish that I could feel just like I used to

I'm not so happy
And I’m so tired of trying
To fill the hole I carved myself with lies
All lies

But when will it end
And how will I call myself friend again?