She wants to look like those girls
She sees in magazines...

She sees them smiling,
Telling her she'll be okay...

She had a pretty bad fever
Nothing serious...

I love my not-so-perfect body
I love my frustrating hair...

If you starve yourself from food
Perfection's what you'll win...

Everyone says you're ugly,
I don't care what people say...

It's just how it is
You can't change my mind...

These feelings that I'm feeling now
As you are holding my hand...

Now let me tell you something
That every good woman deserves...

The only ones that are perfect
Are the not so attractive guys...

Mom, I want you to know you mean everything to me
And I'd trade you for nothing in this world...

I've been taken away
But I don't wanna come back...