I was 10 years old, my family didn't notice That I'd compare my nose, my hair, to other pretty roses At 13 I was scared, to kiss my boyfriend gently I told myself I shouldn't eat so he could hold me tightly Tightly At 17 I lost it all, and no one even noticed They told me I looked beautiful, so I didn't lose my focus The smaller I got the better I could hide behind these walls The smaller I seemed the bad guys could never find me A paper thin, beautiful little doll Who dreamed of being small Small The smaller I got the better I could hide behind these walls The smaller I seemed the bad guys could never find me A paper thin, beautiful little doll Who dreamed of being small Small