So it starts with a girl In a bar, and she's singing from the heart Glitter curtain, sticky floors She would die for the applause 25, still alive You'll find me chronically online Dry my tears, I'm good to go 'Cause I'm too young, too sad Too numb to give a damn I'll strike a pose, I'm ready Come on and make me pretty The stage is yours Don't forget to have a ball One day, I'll make you love me Come on and make me pretty Mm, mm-mm So, I dance 'til I drop Pull on my strings and wind me up I'll be your favourite 'til I'm not Like a song that you forgot I'll wear a dress I can't afford You're not in the midlands anymore I click my heels and wish for home But I'm too young, too sad Too numb to give a damn I'll strike a pose, I'm ready Come on and make me pretty The stage is yours Don't forget to have a ball One day, I'll make you love me Come on and make me pretty I pray that one day I'll turn and face the mirror With a smile, oh-whoa (turn and face the mirror and smile) You're gonna crush it, sweetie pie But I'm too young, too sad Too dumb to stand a chance I'll strike a pose, I'm ready Come on and make me pretty This is what you wanted, after all Just don't forget to have a ball One day, I'll make you love me Come on and make me pretty Mm, mm-mm I won't stop until you love me Come on and make me pretty