disappointment (Slowed)

When you look at me do you see the same face that I do

Do you criticize all the little imperfections, do you seek them out and then peruse (peruse, oh ohhh) (picking and choosing, scrutinizing them too)

can you see through all the smiles, the pain I've been hiding from you

Do you see me fall apart, my every internal bruise

I can't stand to look too long, but don't know how to turn away, I'm torturing myself with my morbid curiosity

Do you see the cracks beneath the surface, where my strength begins to fray?

Tell me, do you see the same as I do, or am I just lost in my own vanity?

When I look at myself, it's my own personal hell, I see every severed scar that I've earned but still I dwell

In a place I know where I'll never win

I know I'll let you down, I'm a disappointment (to myself)