The Script - Make Up: chords

Am                                              C
Blood red stains on the floor of the powder room
The cracks in the mirror starting to show too soon
Mascara lines streaming down her face
Her cocaine lipstick smile is such a waste


G
On the floor, she's almost dead
                   F
She remembers the words that her father once said

Chorus:
                     Am                    F
"No, you don't need make up to cover your face, love
                  C
You're beautiful now, within and without, be good to yourself
                  G
You're doing me proud
                    Am                     F
No, You don't need make up to cover your scars up
                  C
You're beautiful now, within and without, and never forget
                  G
You're doing me proud"

She's locked up in a prison made of thoughts
She puts no worth on anything she's got
'Cause no one believes that she was born this way
And heaven knows that God don't make mistakes, no

On the floor, he's almost dead
He remembers the words that his father once said

Chorus:
"No, you don't need makeup to cover your face, love
You're beautiful now, within' and without
Be good to yourself, you're doing me proud
No, you don't need makeup to cover your scars up
You're beautiful now, within and without
And never forget, you're doing me proud"

He's beating himself up before he's even leaving the house
He's driving himself nuts, in case we're finding him out
Yeah, he knows what society thinks
When they see this man dresses so pretty in pink
He's always loved to play dress up
But daddy's got something to say
"You're not a screw up, boy, no more hiding away"
But she's a queen in a skin of a king
Never happy who she is, that's the saddest fucking thing, yeah

Chorus:
"No, you don't need makeup to cover your face, love
You're beautiful now, within and without
Be good to yourself, you're doing me proud
No, you don't need make up to cover your scars up
You're beautiful now, within and without
And never forget, you're doing me proud"

Oh, find someone who smears your lipstick
And keeps your mascara dry
If somebody's got you crying
Make sure they’re tears of joy
No, you don't need make up