we're soskinnny we

slip through those boys'

butterfly nets, in our

converse without socks

without laces

without socks

we're running barefoot

through the midnight grass,

the world's gonna swallow us

down that rabbit hole,

a lil birdie's tellin'me

you've been feeling a little

empty/empty/empty lately

silly girl, don't you know that

calories don't count


don't count


i'm cutting into your skin

and we're burning from the inside

out, salt on an open wound

twist you up

and spit me out

we're almost there now,

almost, just gotta lose a couple more

pounds of fat and you'll be perfect

we'll be perfect


but darling, haven't you learned

in school that nothing's ever gonna

be like that,

be like that