Just look what you've done to me.
Look at the bloody tears I'm crying...

I trusted you,
depended on you to be there...

Everyday I wake up to you,
and what happened...

I stare into the mirror
looking at myself...

Taking pictures,
And looking in mirrors...

Why hasn’t the past left me?
I have all these unanswered questions in me...

I'm getting sick of waiting,
for this pain to go away...

Holding it in my hand,
wondering if i should swallow them all...

Starving for perfection, hating her reflection,
Maybe when she looses 10 pounds, she'll feel like...

Starving myself,
cutting myself...

People keep saying,
"everything is going to be fine&quot...

Give me what i want,
you promised me...