You're a mess, tangled with your confidence You think you haven't sinned Well, you're unstoppable Your walls are impassible Oh, I think you're better off looking alone Cause the boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home And at the end of the day you think to yourself "My body is a product being sold on a shelf." Tell me I can change Tell me I can change Well I know you lay in bed Contemplating your own death Well, just look at what you've done Don't you dare forget the sun, love