

Everybody's trying to shrink faster
Pinch the skin and make the numbers matter Skip the dinner,
count the water If I lose another inch,
I'll finally feel proper
Didn't think my body changed too much 'Til the mirror started talking
like it knew me
Every little measurement becomes a disaster And somehow being hungry makes me
feel cleaner
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
measuring tape Hey, hey,
hey, hey, am I small enough?
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
measuring tape
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
are you judging me?
How normal is it to suck in your stomach
Every time somebody's camera comes up?
Pull down the shirt,
rearrange the fabric Make sure the angle doesn't make you look tragic
Someone said a certain dress would fix me Someone said a little
surgery could help me So I started making lists of things to
alter Like my body's just a house I need to remodel
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
measuring tape Hey, hey,
hey, hey, am I small enough?
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
measuring tape
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
are you judging me?
How normal is it to compare yourself
To a stranger on a screen who doesn't know you?
She got smaller, so everybody loves her
I got softer, suddenly I'm something to improve I count my calories
like rosary beads Say a little prayer before I eat Everybody's selling
me a better version But the girl in the mirror keeps getting
further
Bless the mirror
Bless the scale
Bless the number If it makes me feel well
Bless the inches
Bless the size
Bless the body
They decided I should like
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
measuring tape Hey, hey,
hey, hey, I'm not small enough
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
measuring tape Hey, hey,
hey, hey, you're never satisfied Hey,
hey, hey, hey, measuring tape Hey,
hey, hey, hey,
I'm done watching me
Hey, hey,
hey, hey,
measuring tape
Hey, hey, hey, hey— You don't get to measure me.