I see right through you br I know your true intentions br You're not dieting br You're anorexic. br Even standing next to your 120-pound friends br You feel like the blimp br So when you're hungry br You lie to your stomach br And trick it with water. br Can't you see that your cover isn't working? br I see right through you. br You're not just watching the shopping bags br While your friends go find sustenance br To be kind br You're just disgusted of food br But mostly of yourself. br Can't you see me seeing right through your guise? br Everyone else may not see it br Or not want to believe they see truth in your protrusions br But pounds are falling off your skin br I - in third person perspective - can see you're ill br You can't fake 65 pounds and a brittle structure br You're not fooling me.