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The Songery

Prom Queen

The Songery

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[Intro ] C I am not my skin G this body that I'm in Am F betrays who I am C think what you will of me G you judge who I can be Am F on pigment and collagen [Verso 1] C so rate how supple is my pride G how robust is my backside Am won't succumb to every prick and prong F maneuver that you run by me C remember that I'm strong G just 'cos I cry don't mean I'm wrong Am just means I care and I'm frustrated F all my pores are dilated [Refrão] C I'll never be prom queen G I'll never join the pageantry Am I'll never wave my hand with a F grace akin to mannequins C I'll never be prom queen G I'm just not fit for flattery Am F I'll never parade or masquerade C for what you deem is perfection G Am perfection F perfect [Verso 2] C so go on rate the volume of my lips G how fem I am based on my hips Am how kind I am based on my smile F never mind a tact called guile C you judge competence on gait G how fit I am based on my weight Am how about my insight on my faith F oh you're so intu(itive) just you wait C you let age determine youth G base beauty on physical attributes Am well aren't you in for a deception F it's not more than presentation, that's why [Refrão] C I'll never be prom queen G I'll never join the pageantry Am I'll never wave my hand with a F grace akin to mannequins C I'll never be prom queen G I'm just not fit for flattery Am F I'll never parade or masquerade C for what you deem is perfection G Am perfection F perfect [Verso 3] C just like the little kid inside me said G I'll see it to the end Am put your back into it, get right to it F you'll come out ahead C say I'm too old to act so young G what do you expect from slapping tongue Am I set myself to an endeavor F I'll get by because I'm clever Am I don't need your damn tiara F to know the worth of my persona [Refrão] C I'll never be prom queen G I'll never join the pageantry Am I'll never wave my hand F with a grace akin to mannequins C I'll never be prom queen G I'm just not fit for flattery Am F I'll never parade or masquerade C for what you deem is perfection G Am perfection F perfect Outro C I'll dance with my G teeth in my hands Am my eyes in my head F I'll smile at you C while I cry tears inside G Am F wishing I was dead C all this sells G my beauty and my smarts Am never mind what's F C in my heart G Am you're all mad, simply silly F make these dresses nice and frilly