Pretty Lip Lyrics - Wild Strawberries

I'm not the perfect sister, I'm just the wounded one 

I was created to compare, I'll quit while she's ahead 

I've finally found the rent, I'll memorize the words 

To every other line she says 

She's got pretty little lips, she's got perfect skin 

I wonder why I even try to disappoint you 

I could draw a diagram, I could point it at your mouth 

I could stroke it till you're blind and I'd disappoint you 

She's got good intentions, the kind that make you squirm 

She's like the movie of the week, I've seen her kind before 

So pretty and adored, so empty and so free 

That I'd forgotten, I'd forgotten 

She's got pretty little lips, she's got perfect skin 

I wonder why I even try to disappoint you 

I could draw a diagram, I could point it at your mouth 

I could stroke it till you're blind and I'd disappoint you 

I'm not the perfect sister, I'm just the wounded one 

I was created to compare, one day I'll make the cut 

I'll put it down in blood, I'll make you wish 

That it was any other way 

She's got pretty little lips, she's got perfect skin 

I wonder why I even try to disappoint you 

I could draw a diagram, I could point it at your mouth 

I could stroke it till you're blind and I'd disappoint you