Why does my body change every time I see it in the mirror I wish I could rearrange all the parts that bring me tears I'm afraid my mind is playing me a puppeteer And I don't dress up, it makes me sad (sad) And I don't go out 'cause I feel bad, bad (bad) Wrapped too tight around my stomach Pinch the parts that I don't wanna keep I see myself as a monster Wish I could see myself the way you see me The way you see things All of the pretty girls must have it better than me They don't have to think about things like the veins on their knees So I cover my limbs like they're made up of sins from the scars And I don't dress up, it makes me sad (sad) And I don't go out 'cause I feel bad, bad (bad) Wrapped too tight around my stomach Pinch the parts that I don't wanna keep I see myself as a monster Wish I could see myself the way you see me The way you see things