Eyesore

The ugly naked truth:
She starves me of my youth,
And I stand alone until
You catch on.
I swear it's not by choice.
But Ana has this voice,
And it calms me down,
It gives me purpose.

And it's alright,
I'm alright,
I want to be okay.
I've seen it before,
This eyesore; it's me.
Ohh, ohh, ohh, me.

I want out from under
This confining skin
That I so reluc-tantly live in.
My worth is measured solely
According to the scale.
I am heavy, but I feel frail.

And it's alright,
I'm alright,
I want to be okay.
I've seen it before,
This eyesore; it's me.
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohhh.

Me.
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Ohhh.
Ohhh.
(Me)
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Ohhh.
Ohhh.
(Me)
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Ohhh.
Ohhh.
Oh.

la horrible verdad desnuda
ella esta hambrienta de mi juventud
y estoy sola hasta que
tu lo entiendes
juro que no es por elección
pero ana tiene esta voz
y me calma
me da propósito

y esta bien
estoy bien
quiero estar bien
lo he visto antes
este engendro, soy yo
oh oh oh yo

quiero salir de abajo
esta piel confinada
en la cual vivo relucientemente
de acuerdo con la balanza
soy pesada, pero me siento fragil


y esta bien
estoy bien
quiero estar bien
lo he visto antes
este engendro, soy yo
oh oh oh yo

yo
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Ohhh.
Ohhh.
(yo)
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Ohhh.
Ohhh.
(yo)
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Ohhh.
Ohhh.
Oh.