Pretty Girl in a shitty car br Headliner hanging br Tailpipe dragging br br Beauty Queen of broken dreams br Had the world on string br br Or so it seemed br br Growing up pretty br Doesn’t create pity br It creates a single road br br No one informed you br br That a good life is earned br Not owed br br Needed to be a Mrs br Afraid to be missed br br You gave your only quality br Didn’t think you had a mind to share br But your pretty self alone br Couldn’t keep “him” there. br br Made babies born with a Job br Mixing “him” and Pretty you br Instead of fulfilling your purpose br The babies became discarded trash too.