Acquiesce to truly have an aesthesis
Being true to you is always thrills
Reality’s become a trauma artist
I’m choosing now to not hate-watch

Regrets want to stage lives
Now that I’ve vowed to save you from this awful place
Our ears burn at the sound of my name
‘cause when they look at me, babe
I know what they see
I know how they see me

I know what they see
I know how they see
(I know what they see, I know what they see, I know what they see)

When they look at me
I know what they see
I know how they see me

I know what they see, oh
I know how thеy see me (oh)