(Uh huh huh)
(Uh huh huh)
(Uh huh huh)
Mama said your a pretty girl
What's in your head, it doesnt matter
Braush your hair fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage pageant the pain away
This time Im gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down ,down
Pretty hurts we shine the light on whatever's worst
Prefection is a disease of a nation pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts we shine the light on whatever's worst
We try to fix something but you cant fix what you cant see
Its 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 Im gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down, down
Pretty hurts we shine the light on whatever's worst
Prefection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts we shine the light on wahtever's worst
We try to fix something but you cant fix what you cant see
Its the soul that needs the surgery
Aint no doctor or pill that can take the pain away
The pain's inside and nobody frees you from your body
Its the soul that needs surgery (×2)
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 we shine the light on whatever's worst
Prefection is a disease of a nation pretty hurts, pretty hurts
Pretty hurts we shine the light on whatever's worst
We try to fix something but you fix what you cant see
Its the soul that needs the surgery
Whaen you're all alone by yourself
And you're lying in your bed
Refelction stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
Its just way to masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself? (×2)
Yes
