Losin' who I am, fakin' eyes, ain't nobody home Float above myself, lookin' down, and it's skin and bones So damn empty I don't need your help I can cope, I can walk the line Smile on my face, matching yours But I'm faking mine, I'm pretending
I'm breakin' like porcelain, I hate the body I'm in But, God, I'm so pretty and sick I'm crackin' like porcelain, the skinniest girls, she wins Why am I so hungry for it?
Hidin' in my room, sleepin' late angry all the time Drivin' him away, but I hate livin' in my mind So damn empty I don't know if I will make it 'Cause my body's gettin' cold I don't know if I will make it 'Cause my heartbeat's getting slow
I'm breakin' like porcelain, I hate the body I'm in But, God, I'm so pretty and sick I'm crackin' like porcelain, the skinniest girls, she wins Why am I so hungry for it? Oh-oh, oh-ah-ah Oh-oh, oh-ah-ah Oh-oh, like porcelain, like porcelain
I'm pretty like porcelain I'm running under my skin I'll do anything to be thin I'm fragile like porcelain A sickening way to live Can you taste the pain on my lips?
Compositores: Isabel LaRosa, Thomas LaRosa, Tommy English & K.Flay