Her life was magazines
And faithful TV screens
Selling an empty dream
Of cars and calories
Everything in between
The sun and Saturn's ring
The price tag can't be seen

And it took bites
Out of her insides
Till she was just a hollow shell.

Grew up in east LA
Watching celebrities
Living out all [of] her dreams
The plastic canopy
Of US royalty
Drew her gaze towards the sky
Away from her own mind

And it took bites
Out of her insides
Till she was just a hollow shell

And at home her mother cried
Cause daddy had something on the side
They didn't look up when she sighed

When August came around
Bathing suits on the ground
Replaced by a cotton cloak
To see her own reflection
Was like squinting in the sun
And when all tomorrow brings
Is a set of broken wings

Well it takes bites
Out of your insides
Till you are just a hollow shell

And it took bites
Out of her insides
Till she was just a hollow shell.