She's an ego of glass,
that'll break into countless shards of sadness,
once she smashes herself again,
she's reflecting her past
on this reflecting glass
which has...
never looked so bad
She's an hour glass
a forming mold,
she's a role model,
molding egos,
"take anything in,
then everything out,"
she's up
she's down,
losing weight
to dropping pounds
with two fingers' aimed
at a targeted mouth,
she'll force her insides out,
she's up,
she's down,
with her fingers' pressed
against her throat,
this ebb, this constant flow
she'll force her insides out
losing weight
to dropping pounds,
the chandelier will fall,
and crash,
remnants left
of broken glass
you'll never fix,
you'll never find
the pieces that
you've left behind,
with two fingers' aimed
at a targeted mouth,
she'll force her insides out,
she's up,
she's down,
with her fingers' pressed
against her throat,
this ebb, this constant flow
she'll force her insides out
losing weight
to dropping pounds,
all because her outward appearance
appeared to mean more to
her than her insides
all because her outward appearance
appeared to mean more to
her than her pride |