Hunger pains rip my stomach like lightening
Hits me in strong lengthy bolts I can't control
Well that's what you get for not eating in days, weeks
Never knew being beautiful could ruin everything
All ready, plan sorted in our minds
Run to the west to Paris
Then I'll be free from every kiss, flashback and memory
That you inflicted on little old me
Another service station, last one we will see
Then, as we take our bare essentials
Skinniness backfires
And I hit the floor half dead
Opening my eyes
There are tubes in my veins
And blood in a flask
what the heck happened?
Can't remember a thing
All I know is that I'm in a hospital in South France
Petrified I may be in trouble
And let my best friend down
See the heart machines beside me
And the readings are low
With all these things in my mind
I force myself to let go...
I lift the tubes
And slowly tug at them
Then I remember this one friend
Who believes I can beat my past
So I put down the wires
And think of how I can change
Because the way I live
I might not be here tomorrow
Reminiscing on my life
I see that this isn't the way
I need to change
Or lead myself to an early grave.
