Текст песни Pretty Hurts - Hits 2016

Mama said
You're a pretty girl
What's in your head?
It doesn't matter
Comb 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
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
Wanna fix something but you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery

Blonder hair
Flat chest
TV says
Bigger is better
South Beach
Sugar free
Vogue says
The number's 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 worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts pretty hurts
Pretty hurts
We shine the light on whatever's worst
Wanna fix something but you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery

Ain't got no doctor a 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 the soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You're left with shattered mirrors and the shards of a beautiful past

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
Wanna fix something but you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery

When you're alone all by yourself
And you're lying in your bed
Reflections stares right into you
Are you happy with yourself?
You strip away the masquerade
The illusion has been shed
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?