Pretty Things Songtext

von Gretchen Peters

I knew a girl who said that beauty kills
Dulled the pain with wine and pills
Took that slow ride down the hill to nowhere
She said Pompeii crumbled and Athens fell
Heathens stormed the citadel
A girl like me ain't got a chance in hell against ‘em

Oh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin

Rained three days, when we awoke
Sun came out and the levee broke
Like some cruel and cosmic joke God's playing
Now I don't pretend that I believe
I know there ain't no guarantees
Still morning finds me on my knees and praying

Oh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin

Come the flood you build an ark
Come the night you curse the dark
Inside your broken heart you bear the crosses
Some of us have got it made
Some of us have more than paid
But we're all marching in this slow parade of losses

Oh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin