The morning starts like any other I find myself in front of the mirror Picking out my imperfections Scared the world might see the flaws I see But should it really matter? Why does it means so much to me? I wish I could believe in inner beauty I dont want to be looked at If you cant see past all of my pretty lies Theres more to this picture If you look deeper you will find me behind these eyes Im right here behind these eyes So greens the color for the season But will it change the way Im feeling? Tell me Mr.Maharashi What size is happy? And the stars are getting smaller Disappearing as they fall from grace I keep reading how they stop to get their column space I dont want to be looked at If you cant see past all of my pretty lies Theres more to this picture If you look deeper you will find me behind these eyes Im right here behind these eyes - 3x Im wondering how far Ill go To fix myself And I dont know What will it cost to put me right When Im not wrong on the inside? I dont want to be looked at If you cant see past all of my pretty lies Theres more to this picture If you look deeper you will find me behind these eyes I dont want to be looked at If you cant see past all of my pretty lies Theres more to this picture If you look deeper you will find me behind these eyes Im right here behind these eyes - 3x