pretty years

It's four o'clock in the evening

I'm crying in the living room

Thinking 'bout burning your T-shirts

And snapping your records in two

Why do you do this to me? (Do this to me)

This shit's just heartache and pain (and pain)

And they say that your 20s are special

But I don't feel special these days

Why?

Why am I wasting my pretty years

Fuckin' with someone like you?

Gettin' all drunk and obsessive

Oh, 'cause that's just what you make me do

Oh, why I am I wasting my pretty years

Tryna make you love me too?

Screaming and losing my shit ain't good for my skin

Won't waste pretty on you

Don't tell me what to do

And don't you tell me I should smile more

'cause, shit, I did before I met you

I did before I let you make me think I needed somebody

Needed anybody to come to my rescue

Why do you do this to me? (Do this to me)

This shit's just heartache and pain (and pain)

I just wanted love in the prime of my life

(Life) how did it end up this way?

Why? (End up this way)

Why am I wasting my pretty years (wasting my years)

Fuckin' with someone like you? (Eh)

Gettin' all drunk and obsessive (ah, yeah)

Oh, 'cause that's just what you make me do

And why I am I wasting my pretty years

Tryna make you love me too?

Screaming and losing my shit ain't good for my skin

Won't waste pretty on you

I won't waste pretty (pretty)

Pretty on you (pretty on you), pretty on you

I won't waste pretty (pretty)

Pretty on you, pretty on you

No, oh

No, no

I won't waste it