Patrick Park – Something Pretty

Here I am, where I've been
I've walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin
And my clothes are worn & gritty
And I know ugliness
Now show me something pretty

I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose
And too much weight for walking shoes
I could have died from being boring
As for loneliness
She greets me every morning

[Chorus]
At the most I'm a glare
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
I'm the open sign that's always busted
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted
At the most I'm a glare
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
I'm the open sign that's always busted
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted

Here I am, where I've been
I've walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin
And my clothes are worn & gritty
And I know ugliness
Now show me something pretty
[Chorus]
At the most I'm a glare
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
I'm the open sign that's always busted
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted
At the most I'm a glare
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
I'm the open sign that's always busted
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted