[Verse 1]

Dim lit reflections and our misconceptions of each other

Look in the mirror again, all you see is wrong

And you step on the scale

Weight ain't the only thing you're losing, babe

You lose just a piece of yourself every day as you go on

[Pre-Chorus]

I used to want to be taller

My shape to be curved and longer

I used to think beauty was the only thing

That could make someone strong

[Chorus]

Silhouettes, silhouettes

Is mine perfect yet

Is the shape of my body, my toes to my head

Silhouettes, silhouettes

When will mine be good enough

Magazines, they don't read about your heart or your head

They just put girls on shelves till they're ready to Photoshop them

It's a round-and-round factory, it's not real

Where the perfect girls live

[Verse 2]

We live under spotlights

Told your whole life that you should hide and fit inside

When will we see that beauty is created

Only by those who want to take it away

And I don't fit the criteria

But that doesn't mean I don't deserve to be loved

Beauty is a concept that you can change

Based on your perspective and how you live every day

[Chorus]

Silhouettes, silhouettes

Is mine perfect yet

Is the shape of my body, my toes to my head

Silhouettes, silhouettes

When will mine be good enough

Magazines, they don't read about your heart or your head

They just put girls on shelves till they're ready to Photoshop them

It's a round-and-round factory, it's not real

Where the perfect girls live

Silhouettes, silhouettes

Is mine perfect yet

Is the shape of my body, my toes to my head

Silhouettes, silhouettes

When will mine be good enough

Magazines, they don't read about your heart or your head

They just put girls on shelves till they're ready to Photoshop them

It's a round-and-round factory, it's not real

Where the perfect girls live

[Bridge]

So to all the girls who live in the future

I want you to know that I see right through you

I see who you are on the inside

[Chorus]

Silhouettes, silhouettes

Is mine perfect yet

Is the shape of my body, my toes to my head

Silhouettes, silhouettes

When will mine be good enough

Magazines, they don't read about your heart or your head

They just put girls on shelves till they're ready to Photoshop them

It's a round-and-round factory, it's not real

Where the perfect girls live