Pretty Hurts 作词 : Joshua Coleman/Sia Furler/Beyonce Knowles 作曲 : Joshua Coleman/Sia Furler/Beyonce Knowles Ms. Third Ward, your first question: What is your aspiration in life? Oh, well, my aspiration in life would be To be happy 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 fallin' 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 We try to 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 thinner is better Just another stage Pageant the pain away This time, I'm gonna take the crown Without fallin' 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) Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts) We shine the light on whatever's worst We try to fix something But you can't fix what you can't see It's the soul that needs the surgery Ain't got no doctor or pill that can take the pain away The pain's inside and nobody frees you from your body It's the soul, it's my soul that needs surgery (It's my soul that needs surgery) Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far Then you break when the fake façade 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 (Pretty hurts) Perfection is a disease of a nation (Pretty hurts) Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts) We shine the light on whatever's worst Tryna fix something (Pretty hurts) 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 (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) And you're lyin' in your bed (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) Reflection stares right into you (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) Are you happy with yourself? (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) You stripped away the masquerade (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) The illusion has been shed (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) Are you happy with yourself? (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) Are you happy with yourself? (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts) Yeah, yes (Ah, ah, ah)