Alone I stand
with a razor in my hand...

The angel of darkness came to visit me.
She marked me with crimson lines...

The food is taunting me,
looking at me from the plate...

I'm all alone,
upstairs in my room...

Dear Anorexia:
Please don't leave me...

Fat, fat everywhere,
that is all I see...

Food is like a poison to me,
making me get so fat...

Protruding bones,
skinny and wasted...

When I'm anxious or depressed,
When I'm upset or really stressed...

You're there for me,
but I feel so alone...

She walks along the bridge,
that overlooks the sea...

Sweet sweet relief,
let me count the ways...