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