I'm not even half as a pretty
Tell me if that's alright
Dusty guitar playing my sorrow
My voice is like a gun
Your pale skin, your black hair
You got my heart
And I am afraid
I know you can tell
I love you so hard
If you trust me well
You will be in my heart
Those girls seems like a barbie
With those plastic faces
My face isn't perfect
But I'm trying my best
I am pretty sure
That my feelings are better than those
The skinny barbies
With those baby dolls
What you want me to be?
And what's your goal?
Thousand miles away so long
I won't try anymore
