Darling can't you tell me,
You're still innocent inside.
Please baby, whisper you'll be fine.

I know you're sick,
And you feel your skin stretch.
But I'd tear off my own skin,
To make you feel beautiful once again.

I hear it in your voice,
See it in your eyes,
Each bite fills you up,
And prepares you to die.

And you just kept purging,
And somehow I didn't know.
I'd sell my soul for less,
Than to just make you whole.

I miss your smile,
Before you found your taste.
Baby please rethink it all,
You know not what you waste.

Now please don't cry,
Take my shoulder while I sing a lullaby,
So you can sleep,
And feel beautiful in your own skin.