C*
The prom queen looks real pretty, but inside she hates her life
G*
And the boy that starts on varsity's dad doesn't treat him right
Am* G*
The quiet girl that's in the corner, has so much more to say
F*
If only their minds weren't so damn opaque
C
She's the life of every party but she sits alone at lunch
G
Her reflection shows her ribcage, but she thinks she weighs too much
Am G
And they call each other best friends when it's a forbidden crush
F
Onе that their parents would nevеr approve of
[Pre-Chorus]
Am G C
Isn't it sad the way it works?
Fm F
That we think we're the only ones who hurt
[Chorus]
C*
So just, breathe for a second
G*
I know you're feeling so damn helpless
Am* G*
But before you do something reckless
F* Fm*
Remember, magazines have editors and makeup does the devil's work
C G
Don't cry 'cause you're not her, she's staying up all night
Scars to cover
Am G
And everything seems fine when it's not yours
F
But darling, magazines have editors
And everyone's a little hurt
[Verse 2]
C
They don't like you back 'cause you won't play their games
G
But the one you really want doesn't even know your name
Am
And they swear the sky's the limit
G
When you've got dreams to chase
F
But you're barely making it through the day
[Pre-Chorus]
Am G C
Isn't it sad the way it works?
Am G F
That we think we're the only ones who hurt
[Chorus]
C
So just, breathe for a second
G
I know you're feeling so damn helpless
Am G
But before you do something reckless
F Fm
Remember, magazines have editors and makeup does the devil's work
C G
Don't cry 'cause you're not her, she's staying up all night
Scars to cover
Am G
And everything seems fine when it's not yours
F
But darling, magazines have editors
And everyone's a little hurt
[Bridge]
C
Ooh-oooh
G
Everyone's a little hurt
Am G
Ooh-ooh
F
Ooh-ooh (Ooh)
[Chorus]
C*
So just, breathe for a second
G*
I know you're feeling so damn helpless
Am* G*
Don't do something reckless
F* Fm*
Remember, magazines have editors and makeup does the devil's work
C G
Don't cry 'cause you're not her, she's staying up all night
Scars to cover
Am G
And everything seems fine when it's not yours
F
But darling, magazines have editors
C
And everyone's a little hurt