Beyoncé — Pretty Hurts

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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 that matters
Just another stage

Pageant the pain away
This time I’m gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts

Shine the light on whatever’s worse
Perfection is the disease of a nation
Pretty hurts，Pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever’s worse
You tryna fix something
But you can’t fix what you can’t see
It’s the soul that needs the surgery
Blonder hair, flat chest
TV says bigger s better
South beach, sugar free
Vogue says

Thinner is better
Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I’m gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts

Shine the light on whatever’s worse
Perfection is the disease of a nation
Pretty hurts，Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)
Shine the light on whatever’s worse
You tryna fix something
But you can’t fix what you can’t see
It’s the soul that needs the surgery
Ain’t no doctor or therapeutic 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) that needs surgery
It’s my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
And you break when the paper signs you in the dark
You left a shattered mirror
And the shards of a beautiful girl
Pretty hurts

Shine the light on whatever’s worse (Pretty hurts)
Perfection is the disease of a nation (Pretty hurts)
Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever’s worse
You tryna fix something
But you can’t fix what you can’t see
It’s the soul that needs the surgery
When you’re alone all by yourself
And you’re lying in your bed

Reflection stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself
It’s just a way to masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself
Are you happy with yourself
Yes