There was a time
When I thought I'd die for it
An outline of ribs
A taper to the hips
Divide up my parts
But I'll never be less than this
The wanting
The waging
Of this war within
Make me, make me fragile
Make me, make me brittle
Make me, make me skeletal
Break me until I'm beautiful
Will there be a time
When I can call a truce?
Will I ever see more
Than what I have to lose?
Take of my body
My flesh
Strip me down to my bones
This hunger
This yearning
It is all that I know
Make me, make me fragile
Make me, make me brittle
Make me, make me skeletal
Break me until I'm beautiful
Will I ever be beautiful?
There is a comfort in hunger