Paperbag
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its' downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
-I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
** Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
** HUNGER HURTS, BUT STARVING WORKS
WHEN IT COSTS TOO MUCH TO LOVE
And I went crazy again today,
Looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void", - He said
"It's all in your head" And I said " So's everything" -
But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
**Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad , oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
**HUNGER HURTS, BUT STARVING WORKS
WHEN IT COSTS TOO MUCH TO LOVE
I really love these lyrics. This song is by fiona apple, in case none of you knew that...and I absolutely love it. It's the story of my life.
I love this guy. I don't think he feels the same way. I think it's because I'm fat and ugly and worthless...I want to be...perfect...skin and bone...a body to match the brilliant personality I have...but I'm weak and pathetic and have no control...I need control over this...
He kissed my neck today...I almost died....and he gave my arm rasberrys...on my new scars...which is ironic because those scars were for him to begin with...
Tommorow I will not eat over 500 calories...I will only take in 200...I can do this....
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its' downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
-I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
** Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
** HUNGER HURTS, BUT STARVING WORKS
WHEN IT COSTS TOO MUCH TO LOVE
And I went crazy again today,
Looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void", - He said
"It's all in your head" And I said " So's everything" -
But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
**Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad , oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
**HUNGER HURTS, BUT STARVING WORKS
WHEN IT COSTS TOO MUCH TO LOVE
I really love these lyrics. This song is by fiona apple, in case none of you knew that...and I absolutely love it. It's the story of my life.
I love this guy. I don't think he feels the same way. I think it's because I'm fat and ugly and worthless...I want to be...perfect...skin and bone...a body to match the brilliant personality I have...but I'm weak and pathetic and have no control...I need control over this...
He kissed my neck today...I almost died....and he gave my arm rasberrys...on my new scars...which is ironic because those scars were for him to begin with...
Tommorow I will not eat over 500 calories...I will only take in 200...I can do this....