Pretty Hurts/Try/Who You Are - Louisa Wendorff

(Pretty hurts)
(Shine the light on whatever's worse)
(Perfection is a disease of a nation)

Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever's worse
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever's worse
Tryna fix something
But you can't fix what you can't see
It's the soul that needs a surgery

Put your makeup on
Get your nails done, curl your hair
Run the extra mile
Keep it slim, so they like you
Do they like you?

Wait a second
Why do you care what they think of you?
When you're all alone
By yourself, do you like you?
Do you like you?

You don't have to try so hard
You don't have to give it all away
You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up
You don't have to change a single thing

You don't have to try, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
You don't have to try, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
You don't have to try, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
You don't have to try
You don't have to try

You don’t
You don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
You don't have to try

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
Down

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing
It's okay not to be okay

Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever's worse
Perfection is a disease of a nation

You don't have to try so hard
(Pretty hurts)
(Shine the light on whatever's worse)
You don't have to give it all away
(Pretty hurts)

You don't have to try

Louisa Wendorff - Pretty Hurts/Try/Who You Are