When I look into the mirror I see you
There's a fat girl who spits and stares
Hides behind my chair
She'll pull out your hair, she will
I'm not hungry, no I'm not hungry
I have to kill that fat girl
I'll break her neck, then I'll brush my teeth
I'm not hungry, I have to kill that fat girl
I'll throw her up, then I'll brush my teeth
(This song is for) Those who died on Cosmo's altar