
Bright lights on my skin, feels like Iām on display, Every corner I turn, somebodyās got something to say. I only showed up for the music, to dance a little wild tonight, But the way youāre staring through me it doesnāt feel right. You call it a signal, I call it a weight. Itās not some hidden message, Just a girl trying to get through her day My smileās not an invitation, Donāt read it like some open door. (oh oh) I donāt owe you conversation, Not the dream youāre reaching for. Iām more than pretty decoration, I don't need saving, I'm not that kind of girl. My make-upās not a preparation, Not the center of my world Cameras flashing, the crowd gets tight, You cut in close like youāve got the right. But the hair on my face itās not a sign, You canāt stake a claim ācause I happen to shine. Iām not your poster, Not a headline for free. Donāt make up a story Hun you're, not impressing me My smileās not an invitation, Donāt read it like some open door. (oh oh) I donāt owe you conversation, Not the dream youāre reaching for. Iām more than pretty decoration, I don't need saving, I'm not that kind of girl. My make-upās not a preparation, Not the center of my world Yeah I'm pretty Yeah I'm beautiful and witty I'm a keeper, yeah I look good but none of it's for you. My smileās not an invitation, Donāt read it like some open door. (oh oh) I donāt owe you conversation, Not the dream youāre reaching for. Iām more than pretty decoration, I don't need saving, I'm not that kind of girl. My make-upās not a preparation, Don't you dare say I'm the center of your world Not an invitation⦠(donāt mistake me) Not an invitation⦠(I donāt belong to you) No, no, noā¦

