Father’s tell such pretty lies to little girls Life is good and life is fair for little girls When you smile and close your eyes The pretty lies seem true
I saw my life perfectly, it would be Smoother than glass, everything in its place Order and calm, wedding ring, easy grace All of my dreams, in my reach, coming true Albert and me doing the things lovers do
I saw my life prosperous, safe and sound Father and me, passing time, skies of blue Mother would be, happy eyed, happy too Life would sail on, pretty lies, full of bliss I saw my life changing, but never changing like this
Such pretty lies, masquerading as duty and honor Everything dies, even little girls storybook plans and dreams And, give me the world, finally, as it is Not black and white, compromise, as it is Not wrong or right, pretty lies, as it is Albert and me, little girl, foolish boy Willing to live like a man who is willing to die To justify, his pretty lie