We're on our knees

with our fingers in our throats

to fit into the smallest jeans

We're on our knees

~

Counting carbs and calories

Slaves to this routine

It's such a shame

~

Diseased, this city is, spread by magazines

and movie scenes that almost could

welcome you to Hollywood

Diseased, this city is

~

We're flying high on hopes and dreams

and crash land to reality

Killing yourself is an addiction

We starve ourselves 'till our next audition

~

Dreaming of beauty

I'm dreaming of seeing them

Dreaming of beauty

I'm dreaming of being them

We all want something

more than just a

simple life

The first time staying out all night. The last that we got away with lies. I can hear it in the back of my mind. Over and over again. I want to do it again

'Cause I was there when you said forever and always
and you didn't mean it baby, I don't think so.