Everyday she wakes up,
Hoping it will be a little better
Everyday she looks in the mirror,
Hoping to be a little thinner.
Everyday she goes out and faces the world,
Hoping it will be a little more accepting.

At the end of the day she realizes, it's not going to get any better,
she's not going to get any thinner, and the world will never accept her
for who she is.

So she decides to cope in the only way she knows how.
She goes and gathers all of her supplies, runs a hot bath, and slowly
slices away all her problems of the day.

Now the day is a little better,
Now she seems just a little thinner,
And now she doesn't give a damn what the world thinks.
She's calm and content watching all of her problems fade away red into
the water,
And seeing the beauty of her own blood brings a smile to her distant
face.

Now she can sleep.
But in the back of her mind, all of the problems are still there.
And it will all start again tomorrow.

This Is Her Everyday.