He loves my face, but not my body Should I lose weight, just so he'll want me?
When I was young, mom terrified me I hate to admit it, she really got me
Not really one for trying to be who you want me to be
I leave it in different places, I know it's still following me
When I wake up and stretch my body I feel the weight of the blankets on me
I'll make some lunch, go *** a coffee Put up my hair, maybe do some laundry
Not really one for trying to be who you want me to be
I leave it in different places, I know it's still following me
When I look back, I get so sad That I wasted my time like that
Only thirteen, so *** worried About things that don't matter now
When I look back, I'll be so mad That I wasted my time like this
Up through the night, losing a fight I know I'll never win
Not really one for trying to be who you want me to be
I leave it in different places, I know it's still following me
Not really one for trying to be who you want me to be
I leave it in different places, I know it's still following me