I step a little too close to the edge
Ignore the blaring horns
and the memory of your lectures.
Because maybe today
I want to be a little reckless

Ponder over the uncontrollable.
My fertility
My instability
I can easily be replaced if I don't work
The way you want me to

Take your health in your hands.
Your  curves are sweet,
but they won't be attractive in bed.
So I'll cut the calories today
and have you spoon feed me
My flaws.

I need you to tell me
what I did wrong
So dig up every gnawing fear of mine
and give it life inside
my shrinking shell

Squeeze me
Just a little too tight
and tell me:

"Hold your head up high babe"

*but just don't forget
who owns you