The Person That's Not Me

Looking at the mirror I’m not who I see The reflection of one The complexion of none Oh that’s not me I miss the way used to be Before I had eyes to see The person that’s not me Oh I miss the way used to be Screaming at the mirror When did things get so bitter Looking at the glass there’s someone staring back it’s The person that’s not me The person that’s not me These walls in my room know Me better than I do They know my secrets my lies And the things that I hide They know things I cry about Every night Oh they know me better than I Do Old pictures don’t seem like me Long hair and tight ripped jeans Wish I could go back and tell Myself don’t be afraid You got to be who you wanna be Screaming at the mirror When did things get so bitter Looking at the glass there’s Someone staring back it’s The person that’s not me The person that’s not me Screaming at the mirror When did things get so bitter Looking at the glass there’s Someone staring back it’s The person that’s not me The person that’s not me