[Intro] A Bm F#m E A Bm F#m E [Primeira Parte] A Bm Mama said: you're a pretty girl F#m E What's in your head, it doesn't matter A Bm Brush your hair, fix your teeth F#m E What you wear is all that matters [Pré-Refrão] A Bm F#m E Just another stage, pageant the pain away A Bm This time I'm gonna take the crown F#m E Without falling down, down, down [Refrão] A Bm F#m Pretty hurts, we shine the E Light on whatever's worse A Bm F#m Perfection is a disease of a nation E Pretty hurts, pretty hurts A Bm F#m Pretty hurts, we shine the E Light on whatever's worse A Bm Trying to fix something but you can't fix F#m What you can't see E It's the soul that needs the surgery [Segunda Parte] A Bm Blonder hair, flat chest F#m E TV says bigger is better A Bm South beach, sugar free F#m E Vogue says thinner is better [Pré-Refrão] A Bm F#m E Just another stage, pageant the pain away A Bm This time I'm gonna take the crown F#m E Without falling down, down, down [Refrão] A Bm F#m Pretty hurts, we shine the E Light on whatever's worse A Bm F#m Perfection is a disease of a nation E Pretty hurts, pretty hurts A Bm F#m Pretty hurts, we shine the E Light on whatever's worse A Bm Trying to fix something but you can't fix F#m What you can't see E It's the soul that needs the surgery [Ponte] Bm Ain't got no doctor or pill That can take the pain away F#m The pain's inside and nobody Frees you from your body A It's the soul, it's the soul E That needs surgery (It's my soul that needs surgery) Bm Plastic smiles and denial Can only take you so far F#m Then you break when the fake Façade leaves you in the dark A You left with shattered mirrors E And the shards of a beautiful past [Refrão] A Bm F#m Pretty hurts, we shine the E Light on whatever's worse A Bm F#m Perfection is a disease of a nation E Pretty hurts, pretty hurts A Bm F#m Pretty hurts, we shine the E Light on whatever's worse A Bm Trying to fix something but you can't fix F#m What you can't see It's the soul that needs the surgery [Terceira Parte] A Bm When you're alone all by yourself F#m E And you're lying in your bed A Bm Reflection stares right into you F#m E Are you happy with yourself A Bm You stripped away the masquerade F#m E The illusion has been shed A Bm Are you happy with yourself? F#m E Are you happy with yourself? Yes