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Mama said, "you're a girl"
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling 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 fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the that needs a surgery
hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just stage
the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We 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 that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul surgery
It's my soul needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You left with shattered mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
When you're in bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away 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 your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just stage
Pageant the away
This I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling 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 fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the that needs a surgery
hair, flat chest
TV says, "bigger is better"
beach, sugar free
Vogue says, "thinner is better"
Just stage
the pain away
time I'm gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts
We shine the on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
We 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 that can take the pain away
The pain's inside, and nobody frees you from your body
It's the soul, it's the soul surgery
It's my soul needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You left with shattered mirrors
And the shards of a beautiful past
hurts (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)
We shine the on whatever's worst (Pretty hurts)
is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, pretty (Pretty hurts)
Pretty (Pretty hurts)
We shine the light on whatever's worst
You're tryna fix something
But you can't fix you can't see (Pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself
When you're in bed
Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Stripped away 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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