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[Verse 1]
I already told Jane what happened between us.
It might sound fake — but it’s not.
They warned me about your plastic love,
but still I insist,
pretending I’m the only one.
[Chorus]
Don’t tell me pretty,
if your love is sold online.
Don’t tell me pretty,
if you think affection comes with price.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
[Verse 2]
Like Christmas lights in October,
unique, but cliché.
You walk the streets, thinking all eyes adore you,
while you search for love through broken screens.
[Bridge]
You trade your soul for signal,
but still feel out of reach.
All your faith’s in followers,
but no one ever calls your name.
[Chorus]
Don’t tell me pretty,
if your love is sold online.
Don’t tell me pretty,
if you think affection comes with price.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
[Verse 3]
Like a cigarette in a library,
like a wolf among the sheep.
They say it’s easy,
when you know who to keep.
[Outro]
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty…
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty…
if your love is sold online.
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Title Don’t Tell Me Pretty
[Verse 1]
I already told Jane what happened between us.
It might sound fake — but it’s not.
They warned me about your plastic love,
but still I insist,
pretending I’m the only one.
[Chorus]
Don’t tell me pretty,
if your love is sold online.
Don’t tell me pretty,
if you think affection comes with price.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
[Verse 2]
Like Christmas lights in October,
unique, but cliché.
You walk the streets, thinking all eyes adore you,
while you search for love through broken screens.
[Bridge]
You trade your soul for signal,
but still feel out of reach.
All your faith’s in followers,
but no one ever calls your name.
[Chorus]
Don’t tell me pretty,
if your love is sold online.
Don’t tell me pretty,
if you think affection comes with price.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
[Verse 3]
Like a cigarette in a library,
like a wolf among the sheep.
They say it’s easy,
when you know who to keep.
[Outro]
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty…
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty.
Don’t tell me pretty…
if your love is sold online.
Work type Literary: Other
Tags post punk lyrics, goth poems, post punk music
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Entry date Oct 18, 2025, 12:36 AM UTC
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