Beautiful

You said you loved my blue eyes
That they lit the fire in your veins

You said you loved the way my smile
Could conquer any pain

You said I was the sunshine
That lit up your grey (skies)

You said that I looked beautiful
In every single way (but do I)

CH1:
Look pretty when I cry?
Tears running down my cheeks, so choked-up I can barely speak.
Do I look pretty when I'm afraid?
Listening to your lies, feeling betrayed
...Is that why you say I'm beautiful?

Boy, you must be good
At pretending
Oh, pretending like I meant something [to you]

And you're so funny,
How you made me believe,
That you really did love me.

Bridge:
And you were so good
At twisting your words
To make me say that I was sorry
But boy, in the end,
You’re gonna be the one who’s sorry

CH1:
(Cause) I look pretty when I cry,
Tears running down my cheeks, so choked-up I can barely speak.
I look pretty when I’m afraid.
Listening to your lies, feeling betrayed.
So thank you for making me, beautiful.
Ooh, Beautiful.
Ooh.

Through all the pain you made me feel,
In all the tears I shed,
From all the nights I cried myself to sleep,
Shaking in my bed…
In all the fights, and endless nights—your unending storm of rage
…You made me beautiful.
I am beautiful.