
Yeah π΅ Everyone wants to see my face (Face) But only what they can change (Change) Turn my left side to the light Hold it there That's alright Lower your eyes You're their prize, their prize, yeah Look, but don't look too close. Love what you think you know. The drawn version of me Is so beautiful, so beautiful It's almost real It's funny (Funny) How you act like you know me (Know me) And you say that it must be lonely (Lonely) How they worship me like I'm holy (Holy) They don't know me They're just hungry for more Holy, hungry, lonely They don't know me Holy, hungry, lonely They don't know me Holy, hungry, lonely They don't know me Hungry For more Keep the photograph Write a long-winded epitaph I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet. They worship what's on a screen Parasocial, bitch, don't make me scream Everything you know is what you see Turns out, you don't know shit about me Look at the beautiful (beautiful) That's easier, right? As long as I'm dutiful (dutiful) And don't put up a fight If I never move Would you love me longer? If I never speak Would I look much softer? When I close my eyes I disappear Funny how I'm closest When I'm not here Only alone Do I come back clear No one watching, no one here No one here, no one here, yeah π΅ You don't know me π΅ It's funny (Funny) How you act like you know me (Know me) And you say that it must be lonely (Lonely) How they worship me like I'm holy (Holy) They don't know me They're still hungry for more It's funny Make me anything you wanna see (Wanna see) Put the light wherever I should be (Should be) You can worship every image of me But you don't know me You'll never know me at all Holy, hungry, lonely They don't know me Holy, hungry, lonely They don't know me Holy, hungry, lonely They don't know me π΅ You don't know me. You don't know me. π΅ You don't know me.

