When I'm all alone at home all day
Because I've got a day off to rest
As soon as I've got a comp day and don't know what to do
Instead of getting bored, I open the fridge
But sometimes I'd really like to work out
But you'd need two people, me included, so forget it
But I don't give up on burning energy
I sprint to the kitchen, I whip up some food!
By half past eleven I'm mega starving
Given my hypoglycemia, I think that's normal
When noon comes, though I just left the table
I set the table again and sit right back down
But sometimes I'd like to see friends
But they'll all laugh and tell me I've put on weight
If seeing people is only to get insulted
I'd rather stay home, I cook some food!
And when 4 p.m. comes, it's snack time
When 5 p.m. comes, it's snack time too
When 6 p.m. comes, it's snack time
When 7 p.m. comes, then I cook some food!
When I realize food is a problem
That in front of the mirror I'm not quite the same anymore
To forget I keep stuffing my stomach
Because my life's a bit hollow sometimes