She'll never wake up to the sound of birds singing
and the rain won't relish on her skin anymore...
The sun won't kiss her softness
And the wind won't blow her hair
A smile won't grow upon her face
And her eyes reject all the light that used to glow...
And it's eating away at her, long and slow
It's cancer of the soul,
She's giving up, she's letting go...ready to explode
The room is freezing, but not as cold as their stares
Isn't this exactly what you starved for?
The doctor simply shakes his head as if he doesn't know...
He sighs, he's seen it all before
All that remains is a tiny fraction of the girl she used to be
Say goodbye to the future because for you, it doesn't exist anymore
She's been diagnosed, it's been confirmed
They took her insecurities and gave them a label
And there is no cure for this beautiful illness
There is no way to overcome the fatal effects of it
Well she finally got her wish...thinness that could kill
Hunger that seems endless and bones that lust to appear
Just another case of cancer of the soul
She's just another gorgeous statistic now
