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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all matters
Just another stage
the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
stage
Pageant the pain away
I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or can take the away
The pain's inside, and you from your body
It's the soul, it's the that needs surgery
It's my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can take you so far
you break when the fake leaves you in the dark
You left with shattered mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all matters
Just another stage
the pain away
This time I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
stage
Pageant the pain away
I'm gonna take the crown
Without down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or can take the away
The pain's inside, and you from your body
It's the soul, it's the that needs surgery
It's my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can take you so far
you break when the fake leaves you in the dark
You left with shattered mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty (Pretty hurts, hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
hurts (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away the masquerade
The has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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