Fat boy, fat boy
I'm a queen
Starve myself down to a real boy
When I was
seventeen
But the gravity it moves
My sister, he is free Standing on a beach
in Massachusetts
Watching the ocean pull away from me
Watching the ocean pull away from me
Fat boy, fat boy
* machine
Try to fake a little joy Try to shape this body clean
But it gets so confused
All the things it tries to be
I'm a ghost,
I'm a child
Watching the ocean pull away from me
Watching the ocean pull away from me
Watching the ocean pull away from me
Watching the ocean pull away from me