Wake up,
take a shower,
brush my teeth,
look in the mirror
Oh
Up and down my eyes go,
all I think is he's a monster
Oh
I never used to get so upset,
I never let myself get troubled
But now it's so hard to accept,
I never looked like a model
I see pictures of my smile,
pictures of my body,
and I don't think a little every time
They say that you are your biggest critic,
and that you hate all the work I've created
But they don't really understand how much I care
My skin, my posture,
my words and my stress and my love for emotional torture
So many things I hate about myself,
and I know it don't matter not a bit,
but I'ma still care about it
And I know that perfect's not a thing,
but I'ma still reach for it
I never used to get so upset,
I never let myself get troubled But now it's so hard to accept,
I never looked like a model
And everybody gets a bit of play,
they wake up and it's like second nature But I get pity and no fun
Everybody's too busy thinking of number one
I see pictures of my smile,
pictures of my body,
and I don't think a little every time
They say that you are your biggest critic,
and that you hate all the work I've created
But they don't really understand how much I care
I see pictures of my smile,
pictures of my body,
and I don't think a little every time
They say that you are your biggest critic,
and that you hate all the work I've created
But they don't really understand how much I care
I'm number one
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Get my eyes out now