I feel the world twisting and turning
Like the rollercoaster we rode together just a few weeks past.
I'm afraid you'll walk right outta my life,
Yet I can't get you outta my head.

When I picture the future it's you I see.
I can't think of it any other way.
The life I've chosen,
The life I've led isn't the greatest.
Sometimes I wish I could change it.
But never change you,

When I hear those words, "bitchface", "whore"
Directed at me by you, I thought you loved me?
I don't hear a joking tone or a sexual manner.
I hear, "I don't respect you. Get out of my life."
Everytime I say it and I'll continue to,
"If you want me out of your life, say it and I'm gone."
The words left unspoken keep me awake at night.
Did I just catch him off guard?
Did he not have a thought to speak?
Does he really want me in his life?

Am I just a twisted jumble of garbage?
His suitable arm candy?
Well I have a girlfriend so I must be cool!
Even if it is the fat chick.

I wonder, do you really love me?
Or do you see the same thing I do when I look in the mirror?
The ugly, imperfect, fat chick.

Drop 150 lbs, die your hair, grow it long, wear contacts and makeup and you *might* have a chance at being pretty.