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
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on
whatever's worse
Perfection is the disease
of a nation
Pretty hurts pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on
whatever's worse
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 is 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
We shine the light on
whatever's worse
Perfection is the disease
of a nation
Pretty hurts pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on
whatever's worse
Tryna fix something
But you can't fix
what you can't see
It's the soul that needs
the surgery
Ain't got no doctor or pill
that can take the pain away
The pain's inside
And nobody frees you
from your body
It's the soul
its the that needs surgery
It's the soul
that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial
can only take you so far
And you break when the fake
facade leaves you
in the dark
You left a shattered mirror
And the shards of a
beautiful girl
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on
whatever's worse
Perfection is the disease
of a nation
Pretty hurts pretty hurts
pretty hurts
We shine the light on
whatever's worse
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