Pretty girl with the butterscotch hair
Your eyes and the sunshine smile you wear
I can see how you make his soul glow

Pretty girl with the adventurous mind
You envision so much you make me look blind
You spark his life in ways I'll never know

I won't hate you
But oh it stings
How does it feel
To be adored by him

Pretty girl there's no need to fret
Cause it's midnight, he's [bad word] and you're the one In his head
You don't even have to try at all.

Pretty girl oh he looks at you
As if life is perfect cause the world is new
In those moments I just feel so small.

I won't hate you
But oh it stings
How does it feel
To be adored by him

How stupid to think
That I [bad word] 
To the pretty girl 
With the butterscotch hair