[Verse 1]
Pretty wings, you're the prettiest thing
You're like Parker Posey in a magazine
With faded jeans and a crop top back in ninety-three
I wanna be your dressed in black
Your dark star with the backwards hat
I'm gonna write a book and put your name on every page
Every page
[Chorus]
Hey, pretty little mockingbird
Keep singing them sad, sad songs
There's already rain on my window
I'm dying when the morning comes
Flew away in the night with a raven
Now I'm underneath the willows hanging
I'm too strung out to be upside down
Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song
[Verse 2]
I was a desert, honey, you were the sand
I was a bird, baby, you were the branch
And I flew into the blue and watched those flowers die
It wasn't much, just everything
You could've sat right there and got high with me
But you fell asleep and your dreamin' brought the nightmares
Brought the nightmares
[Chorus]
Hey, pretty little mockingbird
Keep singing them sad, sad songs
There's already rain on my window
I'm dying when the morning comes
Flew away in the night with a raven
Now I'm underneath the willows hanging
I'm too strung out to be upside down
Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song
[Chorus]
Hey, pretty little mockingbird
Keep singing them sad, sad songs
There's already rain on my window
I'm dying when the morning comes
Flew away in the night with a raven
Now I'm underneath the willows hanging
I'm too strung out to be upside down
[Outro]
Pretty little mockingbird
Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song
Parker Posey is an American actress and musician born and raised in the south. She was labelled “Queen of the Indies” for starring in a succession of independent films throughout the 1990s, which is reflected in the following line about style in “ninety-three.”
