Lyrical Breakdown of Pretty Hurts - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pretty Hurts" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Beyoncé weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pretty Hurts" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
  • Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Beyoncé employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
  • Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Beyoncé's narrative.

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"Ms. Third Ward, your first question

What is your aspiration in life?"

"Oh, 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 falling 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

You're tryna 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 falling 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

You're tryna fix something

But you can't fix what you can't see

It's the soul that needs a 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 the 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 facade leaves you in the dark

You left with shattered mirrors

And the shards of a beautiful past

Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts, 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)

Pretty hurts (Pretty hurts)

We shine the light on whatever's worst

You're tryna fix something

But you can't fix what you can't see (Pretty hurts)

It's the soul that needs a surgery

When you're alone all by yourself

When you're lying in your bed

Reflection stares right into you

Are you happy with yourself?

Stripped away the masquerade

The illusion has been shed

Are you happy with yourself?

Are you happy with yourself?

Yeah, yes

Ah, ah