Pretty Girl, smile for the crowd
but if you're dying inside, don't say it out loud
You say you've got it all together, your whole life's in line
But you're not allowed to cry, because everything is fine
And if you think you aren't lovely, you're just fooling yourself
'Cause you know that you're perfect by the trophies on your shelf
Don't keep it all hidden away, I'm here to say you can be satisfied
Just give it up to the lover of your soul, 'cause you're the reason why He died
You're beautiful, too marvelous for words
You're amorous, so precious, it hurts
You're more captivating than the rest of this world,
So when will you see that you're truly a Pretty Girl?
And the looks that you get, all the praises that you earn
And the songs that you sing, oh, when will you learn?
Your hair is so curly, yet you want it straight
Well, at least that's one thing that you love, but you're still worried about your weight
Well, I used to be that Pretty Girl, suffering alone in my strife
Thought I was unworthy of love, until Jesus came and changed my life
when He said that...
Oh please won't you see all that I've got in store
For my sweet little baby who loves Me like crazy
You'll look in the mirror, and see things much clearer
Just know that through Me, you're much more than just a Pretty Girl.
