Pretty Girls Lyrics

Jennifer Grassman Pretty Girls

Blood bought on the fair ground
What was lost is not found and no one cares
Poison slow and painful
To cause necrosis of the heart and the soul.

Something tells me you are crazy
Your girl's living in a maze,
She sets off flares on her lost island
Wonders when you'll feel the burn.

And that's where all the Pretty Girls have gone
Gone where every girl in every century goes,
Yes that's the high all the Pretty Girls are on
Drinking down corrosives as they wallow in
The lust of men in devil's clothes,
No one claims to know.

The life-lines are all wasted
Upon corpses and killers and no on shows
Panic for the children
Who are lost out in a sea where evil flows,

And Goya's painted faces
Kissing angels that trade Heaven in for Hell,
Peace is bought through bleeding
It's the cheapest and the slowest way to go.

Something tells me you are crazy
Your girl's living in a maze
She sets off flares on her lost island
Wonders when you'll feel the burn.

And that's where all the Pretty Girls have gone
Gone where every girl in every century goes,
Yes that's the high all the Pretty Girls are on
Drinking down corrosives as they wallow in
The lust of men in devil's clothes.
No one claims to notice.