Pretty Hurts - Party Buzz

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 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

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