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