Can’t help but notice, all of the ways
In which I failed myself, I failed the world all the same
I don’t think I’m pretty, it’s not up for debate
A woman’s best currency is her body, not her brain
They try to tell me, tell me I’m wrong
But mirrors tell lies to me, my mind just plays along
The world is a sick place, at least for a girl
The people want beauty, skinny always wins
And I don’t have enough of it, I’ll never have enough of it
Sometimes I see her, she looks like Snow White
She’s everything I am but my wrongs are turned to rights
Her body is smaller, skin is so fair
She’s achieved everything I’ve dreamed of
And it’s all that I can think of
They try to tell me, tell me I’m wrong
But mirrors tell lies to me, my mind just plays along
The world is a sick place, at least for a girl
The people want beauty, skinny, always wins
And I don’t have enough of it, I’ll never have enough of it
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