She said, she said, I don’t remember
what she said to me at dawn
but I felt the stab, felt the cut
and passed out on her lawn

We were the people I looked at
the ones hand in hand forever
but time is an asshole, a jerk
and only knows the word “never”

I can’t remember the last time
I actually thought to like myself
and I still can’t find my own help
now all I think is that I feel shitty
all because I used to be pretty

She said, she said, I don’t think I listened
there were too many shades of me
and now I’m alone with…guess who
and not so sure it feels like free

Stupid and hesitant I just didn’t say
the things I know I should’ve said
would’ve and could’ve but no I didn’t
and this place is where I’ve been led

I can’t remember the last time
I actually thought to like myself
and I still can’t find my own help
now all I think is I feel shitty
all because I used to be pretty

I used to be pretty in my head
the way I thought of & treated her
all my feelings now are just dead
never knew how much I needed her

I can’t remember the last time
I actually thought to like myself
and I still can’t find my own help
now all I think is I feel shitty
all because I used to be pretty

now all I think is I feel shitty
all because I used to be pretty

now all I think is I feel shitty
all because I used to be pretty