The Pretty Girls – Ed Harcourt – letras

You’re the circus tamer to my beastI’m a puzzle with a missing pieceWhen I’ve been hanging off your soul by the skin of my teethCan’t believe I’ve never been in jailHow you stuck with me beyond the paleSometimes I feel like I’m the monster in this fairytaleAnd what you love most I could well destroyBecause pretty girls always fall for the baddest boysYou’re more stoic than prometheusMuch more heroic than the each of usAnd unlike serpico you’ll stand up for the morally corruptYou can’t teach an older dog new tricksAin’t that the next move of a lunaticBut I don’t wanna be the captain of an empty shipAnd what you love most I could well destroyBecause pretty girls always fall for the baddest boysWhat will become of the pretty girls, who put up with each of our beastly waysSacrifice all that they strive to be, so we can act like a damn disgraceAnd what you love most I could well destroyBecause the pretty girls always fall for the baddest boysThe pretty girls always fall for the baddest boys