Dying to Be Beautiful

She looks in the mirror, she don’t like what she sees.

She’s got a hunger she can’t seem to feed.

It’s taken her over just like a disease.

She looks in the mirror, she don’t like what she sees. No, no.

So, she locks all the doors, and she quietly hides.

She’s crying the color right out of her eyes.

She’s crumblin’ to nothing. She’s losing her mind.

So, she locks all the doors, and she quietly hides.

She’s dying to be beautiful.

She’s fading and falling apart.

She’s dying to be beautiful.

And the only thing that's hungry is her heart.

She screams out for help, but she can’t make a sound.

She tries to look normal when she’s out in a crowd.

So, she wears long sweaters and pulls the sleeves down.

She screams out for help, but she can’t make a sound.

She’s just dying to be beautiful.

She’s fading and falling apart.

She’s dying to be beautiful.

And the only thing that's hungry is her heart.

No matter how hard she tries,

It’s eating her up inside,

And she don’t know why.

She’s dying to be beautiful.

She’s fading and falling apart.

She’s dying to be beautiful.

And the only thing that's hungry is ...

The only thing that's hungry is her heart ... her heart.

She looks in the mirror, she don’t like what she sees.