I have come to believe all the things that I’m seeing
On magazines and TV, of every single perfect being
All the girls with perfect bodies, and such amazing skin
Oh how I would **** to live the life that they are in
I’ve been trying to lose weight over that past couple of weeks
Throwing up after meals, on the rare times that I eat
But that isn’t enough, I still need to do much more
To get this guy to notice me, people wonder what for...

There’s so much room in my tummy that it isn’t funny
I don’t wanna be people’s dummy, but either way I feel dumpy
Most of the time I am left here, thinking to myself
Oh god is this worth it, or do I need some help?

I’ve been used by guys, I’ve been hurt by girls
I’ve been hit by my mom, and cursed by the world
So I keep losing weight, just trying to be perfect
I’m waiting for somebody to tell me that I’m worth it....