She just wants to (Am)be

beau ti ful.

She goes

un no ticed, she knows

no (G)lim its.

She craves

at ten tion, she prais es an im age.

She prays to be sculp ted by the sculp tor.

Oh, she don’t see the light that’s shin ing, deep er than the eyes can find it.

May be we have made her blind, so she tries to (G)cov er up her pain

and cut her woes a way.

’Cause cov er girls don’t (F)cry af ter their face is made.

But there’s a (F)hope that’s wait ing for you in the (Am)dark.

You should know you’re (F)beau ti ful just the way you (Am)are.

And (G)you don’t have to (F)change a thing; the world could change its (Am)heart.

No scars to your beau (F)ti ful.

We’re stars and we’re beau ti ful.

Oh, oh.

Oh,

(F)oh.

And (G)you don’t have to (F)change a thing; the world could change its (Am)heart.

No scars to your beau (F)ti ful.

We’re stars and we’re beau ti ful.

She has dreams to (Am)be an en vy, so she’s

starv ing.

You know, (Am)cov er girls eat (G)noth ing.

She says, “Beau ty is pain, and there’s beau ty in (Am)ev ’ry thing.

What’s a lit tle bit of hun ger?

I can go a lit tle while long er.” She fades a way.

She don’t see her “per fect,” she don’t (Am)un der stand she’s worth it or that (F)beau ty goes deep er than the sur face, oh,

oh.

So, to all the girls that’s hurt ing, let me (Am)be your mir ror, help you see a (F)lit tle bit clear er

the light that shines with in.

There’s a (CN.C.)No bet ter you than the you that you are.

(No bet ter you than the you that you are.) No bet ter life than the life we’re liv ing.

(No bet ter life than the life we’re liv ing.) No bet ter time for your shine; you’re a star.

(No bet ter time for your shine.) Oh, you’re beau ti ful.

Oh, you’re beau ti ful.

There’s a (F)hope that’s wait ing for you in the (Am)dark.

You should know you’re (F)beau ti ful just the way you (Am)are.

And (G)you don’t have to (F)change a thing; the world could change its (Am)heart.

No scars to your beau (F)ti ful.

We’re stars and we’re beau ti ful.

Oh, oh.

Oh,

(F)oh.

And (G)you don’t have to (F)change a thing; the world could change its (Am)heart.

No scars to your beau (F)ti ful.

We’re stars and we’re beau ti ful.