| Beautiful, Pt. II |
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| She’s looking in the mirror |
| She’s brushing on her bravest eyes |
| Makeup makes her feel like she’s less vulnerable |
| She painted even clearer |
| Cover up the ache inside |
| Cover up the pain she could never control |
| The illusion’s finest trick |
| It’s to convince her that he don’t exist |
| And then nobody cares for her when |
| She’s a girl who’s scared |
| She’s alone in the world |
| She don’t fit |
| You look like a funeral |
| But I see right through |
| You’re so beautiful |
| You’re just used to being used |
| Stuck in a crucible |
| Of consume and consume |
| You’re so beautiful |
| You’re so beautiful |
| She’s looking for the window |
| She’s looking for her mama’s eyes |
| Looking for the face that she’s never known |
| She’s looking like a widow |
| Ever since the demons try |
| Ever since the demon died in your bones |
| Under the veil that she wears |
| She’s still feeling lonely and scared |
| She’s still feeling every bed to be left on her own |
| In a city with nobody there |
| You’re trying to look like a funeral |
| But I see right through |
| You’re so beautiful |
| You’re just used to being used |
| You’re stuck in a crucible |
| Of consume and consume |
| You’re so beautiful |
| You’re so beautiful |
| Ahhhh |
| (So beautiful) |
| Ahhhh |
| (So beautiful) |
| Ahhhh |
| (So beautiful) |
| You look like a funeral |
| But I see right through |
| You’re so beautiful |
| You’re so beautiful |
