As she tries on her prom dress
she cant help but think
"its beautiful but only if i lose these extra pounds"
"too bad my oversized body takes the beauty down"
and theres nothing you can say to her
to help her see the light
stop trying to save her, its not your battle to fight
and as I watch her from a hidden place
and look at the grimace on her face
i remember that I have thought that way
every day of my life
I remember that you will never know
or understand the meaning of this strife
when she looks in the mirror
she doesnt see herself
she sees the pain shes causing you
and everybody else
This isnt about her anymore,
not the way it was at the beginning
its about your love and pride in her
its about repenting her sinning
and as I try on my prom dress
I cant help but this
"its beautiful but only if i lose these extra pounds"
"too bad my fat ass brings the beauty down"
and theres nothing you can say
to help see the light
stop trying to save me, its my battle for you I fight.