paroles de chanson Pretty Little Thing - Kayla Farrish

There was a boy
Too blinded by love to see
That he was a toy
Another pawn in her fantasy

Her touch was bittersweet
Her lips were a work of art
But her eyes held dishonesty
They were doomed from the start

He's stuck on her finger
Like a shiny diamond ring
She's dressed to kill
Such a pretty little thing

If only he knew
How their story ends
But she's lining up the kill
What a pretty little thing

She's made mistakes
It doesn't take much to see
But she does what she can
To keep herself company

He's stuck on her finger
Like a shiny diamond ring
She's dressed to kill
Such a pretty little thing
If only he knew
How their story ends
But she's lining up the kill
What a pretty, what a pretty little thing
What a pretty little thing

There was a boy
Too blinded by love to see
That he was a toy
Another pawn in her fantasy

He's stuck on her finger
Like a shiny diamond ring
She's dressed to kill
Such a pretty little thing
If only he knew
How their story ends
But she's lining up the kill
What a pretty, what a pretty little thing
What a pretty little thing