Growing up, skin and bone
I was told to watch my tone
Slim was a warrior prince
Caught in the wind and as thin as the walls
Other children would weep
Oh but he was the willow, standing tall
Through the air, their curses flew
Like acid rain they'd fall
Other children would cry
Oh but I was only learning to crawl
Ten years old and already a vagrant
Throwing stones and skipping all the bases
Spitting out gold and lying to their faces
Growing up, skin and bone, I was told to watch my tone
There's a reason I sang loud to the stereo
How could you be so cold
Always dreaming of taking you down, but no
I was thin as the walls
Slim was expected to bow
But every now and again, he would break
Other children would run
Oh but under the willow he would rage
On his tongue, the very words he'd longed to burn away
Other children were blind
Oh but I was pink and red and awake
Ten years old and already a victim
Breathless, cold, and nobody to listen
Beaten down slow and rising up resistant
Growing up, skin and bone, I was told to watch my tone
There's a reason I sang loud to the stereo
How could you be so cold
Always dreaming of taking you down, but no
I was thin as the walls
Did you know my pain? I needed to know
Well, too late, I made it alone
You've given me my first enemy
And I'll never watch my tone
There's a reason I sang loud to the stereo
How could you be so cold
I was dreaming of taking you down, but oh
I'll never watch my tone
There's a reason I break down
Without a moment's notice
How could you be so cold
I was dreaming of cursing you out once more
I'll never watch my tone
Are you thinking of me now
Well, I'm coming for you
How could you be so cold
I've been dreaming of taking you down
And oh, I was thin but I've grown