The Curse of Being a Girl Lyrics

You pretend that you're alright
The worst noise is when you are keeping quiet
I see you're not the kind of girl
Who will dramatise, traumatise

Don't fold your hands, don't hold your tongue
The other girls will try to prove you wrong
The words will taunt you like a stone
You can't stand aside, you can't resign

It's just the curse of being a girl tonight
You must hold your head up high
Being around, and you're the purest girl
Tonight you bring reflections by their eyes

You're reaching out to grab his hand
He must be the world's most tired man
It sure began as compliments
If he sees it all, he must use it all

It should be unforgettable
The kindest guy should be convertible
But in the end of this monkey-hole
Full of concrete eyes, who never cries

It's just the curse of being a girl tonight
You can hardly make it change
Look around, it's more than half of the world
Tonight you must go through that same wreath
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