Pretty Hurts chords by Beyoncé (Ver. 3)

Intro: A Bm F#m E

 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
 A   Bm      F#m     E
Just another stage, pageant the pain away
 A        Cm
This time I'm gonna take the crown
F#m       E
Without falling down, down

A   Bm    F#m        E
Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worse
A      Bm       F#m   E
Perfection is a disease of a nation, pretty hurts, pretty hurts
A   Bm    F#m        E
Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worse
A         Bm               F#m
Trying to fix something but you can't fix what you can't see
E
It's the soul that needs the surgery

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
 A     Bm
Just another stage
 F#m     E
Pageant the pain away
 A        Bm
This time I'm gonna take the crown
F#m       E
Without falling down, down

A   Bm    F#m        E
Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worse
A      Bm       F#m   E
Perfection is a disease of a nation, pretty hurts, pretty hurts
A   Bm    F#m        E
Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worse
A         Bm               F#m
Trying to fix something but you can't fix what you can't see
E
It's the soul that needs the surgery

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                     E
It's the soul, it's the soul 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                        E
You left with shattered mirrors and the shards of a beautiful past

A   Bm    F#m        E
Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worse
A      Bm       F#m   E
Perfection is a disease of a nation, pretty hurts, pretty hurts
A   Bm    F#m        E
Pretty hurts, we shine the light on whatever's worse
A         Bm               F#m
Trying to fix something but you can't fix what you can't see
E
It's the soul that needs the surgery

       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?