Shut up, count your calories I never looked good in mom jeans Wish I was like you Blue-eyed blondie, perfect body Maybe I should try harder You should lower your expectations I'm no quick-curl barbie I was never cut out for prom queen If I get more pretty Do you think he will like me? Disect my insecurities I'm a defect, surgical project It's getting hard to breathe There's plastic wrap in my cheeks Maybe I should try harder You should lower your beauty standards I'm no quick-curl barbie I was never cut out for prom queen If I'm pretty, will you like me? They say: Beauty makes boys happy I've been starving myself Carving skin until my bones are showing Teach me how to be okay I don't wanna downplay my emotions They say: Beauty is pain You'll only be happy if you look a certain way I wanna be okay I wanna be okay