It’s that friend people want.
It’s that friend people hate.
It’s that friend you can’t live without.
It’s that friend who scares you.
It’s that friend who distorts you.
It’s that friend who’s killing you.
It’s that friend with that name.
It’s, Ana.

She makes you hate food.
She makes you hate yourself.
She makes you feel useless.
She makes you feel ugly.
She makes you feel fat.
She makes you lie.
She makes you cry.
Yeah that’s you’re dear friend, Ana.

She’s the one you’re killing yourself for.
She’s the one you’re dying to be like.
She’s the one you’re pushing yourself to the limit for.
She’s the one you’re starving for.
She’s the one you’re purging for.
She’s the one you’re losing for.
She’s the one you’re breaking for.
Yes that one, lovely little, Ana