She used to love a pretty boyÂ
Rock hard abs, polished ploy
Their jet-set life, baubles, blingÂ
She used to love the pretty things.
But zealous smear can leave you cold,Â
Nasty slights will scar your bold
His jealous jokes, her countless tearsÂ
Can't erase the thankless years.
When she'd clung to rosy dreamsÂ
Fussed to fill his boorish schemesÂ
Bore the cost, her head held highÂ
Underneath the callous sky.
Til that day, she woke up grimÂ
Knew that she was through with him
Left his wrath and left his whimÂ
Her narrowed life in trophy chains.Â
Stirs her still, steers this refrainÂ
She's braved the cold, faced her painÂ
She’s sharper now, secure again.
She’s looking for a kinder loveÂ
A friend who never shoves her loveÂ
Arms to hold her mad or glad
A deeper love than she's ever had.
So, listen, girls, best think twice.Â
Pretty boys' bedroom eyes
Will crush your soul, make up liesÂ
Their cheating ways will make you sigh.
She’s looking for a kinder loveÂ
A friend who never shoves her love
Arms to hold her;Â Â mad or gladÂ
The kind of love she'll someday have.