[Verse] 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"
[Pre-Chorus] Just another stage Pageant the pain away This time I'm gonna take the crown Without falling down, down, down
[Chorus] Pretty hurts We shine 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 Tryna fix something But you can't fix what you can't see It's the soul that needs a surgery
[Bridge] 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, it's the soul that needs surgery (It's my soul that needs surgery) Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far Then you break when the fake façade leaves you in the dark You left with shattered mirrors and the shards of a beautiful girl A beautiful girl
[Chorus] Pretty hurts We shine 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 Tryna fix something But you can't fix what you can't see It's the soul that needs a surgeryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
