Oh, Tina’s losing faith in what she knows
Hates her music
Hates all of her clothes
Thinks of surgery
And a new nose
Every calorie is a war
While she wishes she
Was a dancer
And that she'd never
Heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her
Some answers
And make her feel beautiful

[Chorus]

One day
You'll have to let it go,
Oh
One day
You'll stand up on your own, you'll stand up on your own

[Our Lady Peace]