Empty stomach, perfect soul

i dont need it, i'm in control
i dont give in, i don't look down
I'll lose the weight, I'll shed the pounds.

I'll wake up tomorrow, I'll be fine
It may be insane
to stand in the freezing cold, naked,
just to make sure
that the measurement is right.

It may be insane
to cry myself to sleep because my thighs touch,
even though I've lost 3lbs this week
over the ammount I should.

It may be insane
to starve myself to death,
to want so badly to be thin,
but I cant stop myself.