HANDSOME HURTS
Papa said, “Son, you show the world.
Fight til the death. You better man-up.
Pull their hair, break their teeth.
What the jury says, it doesn’t matter.”
Just another sprain, punching the pain away.
This time, I’m gonna fool the crowd,
without fallin’ down, down, down.
Handsome hurts,
shine the light on whatever’s worst.
Perception is the young man’s damnation.
(handsome hurts, handsome hurts)
Handsome hurts,
shine the light the on whatever’s worst.
Something feels broken,
but you can’t fix what you can’t feel.
It’s the soul that needs the surgery.
Shorter hair, clenched fists.
TV says “girls like it bigger.”
Gym freak, steroids leak.
Vogue says “what’s a boy in leather?”
Just another sprain, punching the pain away.
This time, I’m gonna fool the crowd,
without falling down, down, down
Handsome hurts,
shine the light on whatever’s worst.
Perception is the young man’s damnation.
(handsome hurts)
Handsome hurts,
shine the light the on whatever’s worst.
Something feels broken,
but you can’t fix what you can’t feel.
It’s the soul that needs the surgery.
Ain’t got no porno or pill that can take the pain away,
The pain’s inside and nobody frees you from your body,
It’s the soul that needs surgery,
It’s my soul that needs surgery,
Lavish style is futile; lust only takes you so far.
And maybe you’d leave the lights off if only you could trust,
the face of that beautiful girl you made love to in the dark.
Handsome hurts,
shine the light on whatever’s worst.
Perception is the young man’s damnation.
(Handsome hurts, handsome hurts)
Handsome hurts,
shine the light the on whatever’s worst.
Something feels broken,
but you can’t fix what you can’t feel.
It’s the soul that needs the surgery.
When you’re alone, all by yourself,
when you’re lying in your bed,
are you proud like Papa is, too?
Are you happy with yourself?
Strip away the masculine,
the illusion good men share.
Are you happy with yourself?
Are you handsome enough for yourself?
~~~~~~~~~~ PARODY OF "PRETTY HURTS" BY BEYONCE ~~~~~~~~~~~~
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