Pretty When I'm Loud

[Verse 1] They made me pretty, they made me small, a seam down my back, a face for the wall. I've got a sound that the shelf never knew, and it's not for the mirror, it's for you. [Pre-Chorus] You pin me in place like a keepsake for show, but the thread in my throat is beginning to glow. [Chorus] So don't say lovely, don't say sweet, I'll sing till the floorboards forget the beat. Call me beautiful after the last word. Look at me now. No. Listen. Be heard. [Verse 2] I've been good, I've been still, I've been satin and nice, said every line that they wrote for me twice. But quiet wears thin and the benches grow cold, there's a drum in my chest and it's louder than me. [Pre-Chorus] You wind me and watch, then you put me away, and I smile while I'm counting the songs I don't play. [Chorus] So don't say lovely, don't say sweet, I'll sing till the floorboards forget the beat. Call me beautiful after the last word. Look at me now. No. Listen. Be heard. [Bridge] Unstitch me. Go on. See what's inside. Not a dolly, a siren, a storm, a tide. If the only way through is to be too much, then be too much. Be pretty when you're loud. [Outro] Call me beautiful after the last word. Look at me now. No. Listen. Be heard.