Eyesore - Maria Mena

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