Being fat stinks, there’s no way around it
When people lose weight it seems I’ve always found it
I’ve tried eating just veggies, or pork rinds, or meat
Yet when I’m on the scale I still can’t see my feet
I’ve given up carbs and cookies and bread
You give up so much that you wish you were dead
It’s 2007 this time it’s for real
Here’s hoping somebody releases a pill