[Verse 1]
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Mama said, you're a pretty girl
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What's in your head it doesn't matter
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Brush your hair, fix your teeth
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What you wear is all that matters
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[Pre-Hook]
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Just another stage
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Pageant the pain away
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This time I'm gonna take the crown
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Without falling down, down
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[Hook]
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Pretty hurts
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Shine the light on whatever's worse
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Perfection is the disease of a nation
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Pretty hurts
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Shine the light on whatever's worse
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Tryna fix something
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But you can't fix what you can't see
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It's the soul that needs the surgery
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[Verse 2]
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Blonder hair, flat chest
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TV says bigger is better
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South beach, sugar free
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[?] says
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Thinner is better
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[Pre-Hook]
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[Hook]
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[Bridge]
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Ain't no doctor or therapeutic that can take the pain away
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The pain's inside
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And nobody frees you from your body
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It's the soul that needs surgery
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It's my soul that needs surgery
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Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
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And you break when the paper signs you in the dark
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You left a shattered mirror
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And the shards of a beautiful girl
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[Hook]
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[Outro]
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When you'r alone all by yourself
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And you're lying in your bed
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Reflection stares right into you
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Are you happy with yourself
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It's just a way to masquerade
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The illusion has been shed
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Are you happy with yourself
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Are you happy with yourself
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Yes
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Pretty Hurts
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| Beyonce Knowles |
