Throw me what I already know
You know I starve myself
For a number with two tears
That's never how it should be
From below, you look at me
You laugh at me, you taunt me
That weighed heavy on my heart
That kept me from being beautiful
That kept me from being me
That kept me from being beautiful
That kept me from being me
I told you Yeah, I'm okay
But it still wasn't okay
Good enough with ourselves
You, there, talking to me
Who pile it all on my back
From below, you stare at me
You'd like me to leave again
That weighed heavy on my heart
That kept me from being beautiful
That kept me from being me
That kept me from being beautiful
But the older I get
What do you want me to leave?
What do you want me to do?
Now when it's not okay
That kept me from being beautiful
That kept me from being me