When the make-up is gone, the clothes have come undone Can't stand looking at myself in the mirror I just have to be her, forget to remember That what's wrong with me is simply that my body hates me
Each day I keep hoping for miracles My reflection stays the same I hide alone inside this cubicle Nobody can help me but myself
This place is only for losers I guess I really belong here
Each day I keep hoping for miracles My reflection stays the same Cutting deep the skin is unbreakable Replaced by a shell of misery
Just never mind her, she's just a wannabee and all along you thought she led you on Don't have the balls to stick around for her
My body hates me and I can't find A way to end this suffering
I've been told I need to unwind And to enjoy life but I won't settle down for the same Endless search for your forgiveness