I don't wanna be called beautiful anymore
At least not the way you say it as you're walking out my door
I don't wanna hear you say my name
Cause when you say it
It sounds like you're
Saying it in vain
Saying it in vain
Little bruises as reminders of my transgressions
I get lonely when the sun goes down
I will call whoever will come
I will be forever young
At heart
I am sure
I'm a little immature
You are old
But not wise
Truth be told
I don't wanna be called beautiful anymore
At least not the way you say it as you're walking out my door
I don't wanna hear you say my name
Cause when you say it
It sounds like you're
Saying it in vain
Saying it in vain