Pretty girls make pretty babies
You know that for a fact don't you, baby?
And there's no time in the world to be lonely
Cause there's lots of faces for free
There's comfort in the sound of the way you're gritting your teeth when she passes your way
And there's comfort in the sound of the rain,
I stand there and I laugh as it melts down your face again
Pretty boys pretend that they're lonely
So you'd feel for them and feel like your lucky
But the downfall just begins when you finally see
Just how a monster could be so pretty
Pretty
There's comfort in the sound of the way you're gritting your teeth when she passes your way
And there's comfort in the sound of the rain,
I stand there and I laugh as it melts down your face again
There's comfort in the sound of the way I'm gritting my teeth when you pass my way
And there's comfort in the sound of the rain,
You stand there and you laugh as it melts down my face
There's comfort in the sound of the way you're gritting your teeth when I pass your way
Again
There's comfort in the sound of the waves as they carry your body to an unusual grave
There's comfort in the sound of the rain, I stand there and I laugh as it melts down your face
There's comfort in the sound of the rain.