Mascara running, tears on my face, Still somehow glowing in the worst kind of place. Lip stick faded, eyes turning red, Got a thousand little thoughts inside my head. I hate that I’m hurting, I hate feeling low, But there’s something cinematic in the afterglow. I catch my reflection and whisper, “I’m fine,” Even when I know that I’m lying this time. [Pre-Chorus] Maybe I’m a mess tonight, Maybe I don’t have it right, But underneath these tears I see A softer version of me. [Chorus] I’m pretty when I cry, Pretty when I’m breaking, Pretty when the whole damn world Feels like it’s shaking. Red eyes, wet cheeks, Still a little divine, I don’t need to hide my tears To know that I still shine. [Verse 2] Cold bedroom, phone face-down, Silence feels louder when nobody’s around. I let myself feel it, I let myself fall, Then I pick up my pieces, one by one, from it all. Maybe sadness isn’t ugly, Maybe tears don’t steal my glow, Maybe I can be a little lost And still know where I wanna go. [Chorus] I’m pretty when I cry, Pretty when I’m breaking, Pretty when the whole damn world Feels like it’s shaking. Red eyes, wet cheeks, Still a little divine, I don’t need to hide my tears To know that I still shine. [Outro] So let the mascara run tonight, I’ll wake up and be alright. Pretty in the sunshine, pretty in the rain, Still myself beneath the pain.
