She attacks me from within, And burns beneath my skin. Through bloodied thick and thin, She knows I won't give in. Our worlds they collide, My power is my pride. Are you angry that I lied? Are you satisfied I tried? The beauty that I see, In sticks and stones and bones, My supernatural fortitude, Resonating when I'm alone. Avert your eyes from me, A ghostly memory, The lights are on but no-one's home, My sticks and stones and bones. Ignite a flame so pure, True perfection is the cure. From my temples to my jaw, My scars they hide no more. Oh sculptor with no name, Please decorate my frame. My jagged spinal chain, My artist of disdain. The beauty that I see, In sticks and stones and bones, My supernatural fortitude, Resonating when I'm alone. Avert your eyes from me, A ghostly memory, The lights are on but no-one's home, My sticks and stones and bones. Brittle bitter sweet, My mouth it does not eat. My exoskeleton, My darkening undone. Silky silhouette, My kilo-joules of debt. With Ana's gentle sigh, I consent myself to die. The beauty that I see, In sticks and stones and bones, My supernatural fortitude, Resonating when I'm alone. All that's become of me, Is a gaunt and ghostly memory, A shadow of a life unknown, Inside my sticks and stones and bones.