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Chloe Frances - Pretty Thing lyrics

Artist: Chloe Frances

album: Songs from the Foot of the Bed


You wanted a debutante and knew I was a diplomat.
Well, how can you get mad at that?
Well, how can you get mad at that?
You wanted a racing dog and knew I'd never liked the tracks.
How could you blame me for that?
How could you blame me for that?
You're looking like your father: little bigger, little blighter.
You're a consequence of love and liars,
And from your fool's gold I'll get wiser.
Did you just see, in me, what you wanted to be?
And did you make me believe, for the sake of your own validity?
I'm not guiltless, either, I was keeping you as a pet,
Filling time with you instead of lying lonely in my bed.
My dear, how your face has changed so suddenly
With this turn of events, but it gets left unaddressed!
You were my pretty thing,
Always were my pretty thing,
How do you leave a pretty thing behind?
You were my pretty thing,
Always were my pretty thing,
How do you leave such a pretty thing alone, alone?
You wanted a debutante and knew I was a diplomat.
Well, how can you get mad at that?
Well, how can you get mad at that?
You wanted a racing dog and knew I'd never liked the tracks.
How could you blame me for that?
How could you blame me for that?
I'm not guiltless, either, I was keeping you as a pet,
Did you just see, in me, what you wanted to be?
And did you make me believe, for the sake of your own validity?

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