Used To Be Pretty کے بول

I start to cry in the dressing room light What I thought was my size won't make it past my thighs and it hurts Seeing myself at my worst I turn to the side, taking pictures so my hips don't look quite as wide Yeah, I'm real good at hiding my flaws And trying to be something I'm not Oh, I try being kind but can't help Hating this version of myself I wish I was pretty Like I used to be At twenty-three when I'd look in the mirror and wish I was nineteen Yeah, I've hated my body Since the beginning I'm starting to wonder if I'll always look at myself and just think I used to be pretty Sad and naïve, a size three, wouldn't eat I survived on the lies fed to me through a screen I was numb Every compliment hit like a drug, mm I compare myself to who I was Will I ever be good enough? I wish I was pretty Like I used to be Back at nineteen when I'd look in the mirror and wish I was sixteen I've hated my body As long as I've breathed I'm starting to wonder if I'll always look at myself and just think I used to be pretty Mean to myself Putting my mind through hell Locked away in a cell Trying to fit in a box there For somebody else Sacrificing my health I was crying for them I wish I was pretty And took up less space Yeah, I'm not as small as I used to be I hope one day I'll know that's okay