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Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix teeth
you is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a 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 needs a surgery
Blonder hair, chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine 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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill can the away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my soul that surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only you so far
Then you break when the fake leaves you in the dark
You left with mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (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 (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
stares into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix teeth
you is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm gonna the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a 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 needs a surgery
Blonder hair, chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I'm the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine 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 that needs a surgery
Ain't got no doctor, or pill can the away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you your body
It's the soul, it's the soul that surgery
It's my soul that surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only you so far
Then you break when the fake leaves you in the dark
You left with mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (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 (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul needs a surgery
When you're all by yourself
When you're lying in your bed
stares into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Yeah, yes
Ah, ah
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