I've been sharin' my body With somebody who sees it as glass A fragile piece on your mantle And I don't wanna repeat my past
You take me through every room, of every party You're peakin' when you've got me in your hands And all the praise and promises Well, they just feel empty When you treat me like a shiny mannequin
Baby, do you feel prettier, when you hold me? Oh, it's so familiar, I've seen this story You say that it's love, but you don't even know me Do you feel prettier, when you hold mе, yeah?
Prettier, woah-oh Prеttier, woah-oh
I'm a faceless projection You're infatuated with what I reflect
You take me through every room, of every party You're peakin' when you've got me in your hands And all the praise and promises Well, they just feel empty When you treat me like a shiny mannequin
Oh, so do you feel prettier, when you hold me? Oh, it's so familiar, I've seen this story You say that it's love, but you don't even know me Do you feel prettier, when you hold me, yeah?
Prettier, woah-oh Prettier, woah-oh
Prettier, woah-oh Do you feel prettier? Woah-oh
Compositores: Grace VanderWaal, Grant, Julia Michaels & Mark Schick