Back to Tears Dry On Their Own - EP

Girl I Used To Be

CIL

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[Verse 1]
I'm sick of counting on my ribs
Hollowed cheeks, I'm paper thin
Making sure I'm never full
So, I can stay this beautiful
Traded all my happiness
For nothing but emptiness
[Verse 2]
I'm
body-checking

Body-checking is a term used to describe the fixation of checking of ones body, tracking things such as the appearance/weight/shape and is typically found in those diagnosed with eating disorders.

off the days
Young and yet my body aches
I don't know how much I can take
I can't go on living this way
It's time for her to fly away
[Chorus]
Sing something soft and slow
A song that she used to know
Lay her down in a bed of roses
And make sure that lace dress fits

People suffering from restrictive food intake eating disorders sometimes buy clothes that are too small or own clothes that become big over the span of their disorder.

The lyric ties into the idea of the singer letting her past self lie to rest, “giving” her fitted clothes symbolizes the end of her own personal war with her weight and finally giving her past self peace with wearing something that’s not too small/too big.

Make sure her momma knows
She's taking her pain when she goes
It's only goodbye for a moment
So, go on and close that lid
Say "Goodnight", and just let her sleep
No need to cry for the girl I used to be
[Verse 3]
Make the coffin big enough
To fit the boy she used to love
Who never loved her half as much
And tell her that her work is done
Put the daisies on her chest
And lay that girl to rest
[Chorus]
Oh, sing something soft and slow
A song that she used to know
Lay her down in a bed of roses
And make sure that lace dress fits

People suffering from restrictive food intake eating disorders sometimes buy clothes that are too small or own clothes that become big over the span of their disorder.

The lyric ties into the idea of the singer letting her past self lie to rest, “giving” her fitted clothes symbolizes the end of her own personal war with her weight and finally giving her past self peace with wearing something that’s not too small/too big.

Make sure her momma knows
She's taking her pain when she goes
It's only goodbye for a moment
So, go on and close that lid
Say "Goodnight", and just let her sleep
No need to cry for the girl I used to be