“Through Their Eyes (On Beat Version)” [Verse 1] They tell me I'm beautiful, tell me I shine, But I can't see the girl they see in my eyes. I pick every flaw, every mark, every line, Then smile like I'm fine while I hate what I find. I fix my hair, then I change my clothes, Try to hide the parts that I don't wanna show. I know every angle I don't wanna see, But somehow they swear there's nothing wrong with me. [Pre-Chorus] How can they see something I can't? I wish I could borrow their eyes for a glance. Maybe I'd believe it if I saw it too, Maybe there's a light here I don't let shine through. [Chorus] I hate looking in the mirror, She never looks the way they say. They swear I'm pretty, swear I'm perfect, But I can't believe it anyway. I wish I could see me through their eyes, Just once, without criticizing every side. Maybe I'd love the girl I see If I could see her the way they see me. [Verse 2] "You're gorgeous," they say, and I laugh it away, Like compliments are words that I can't let stay. I say, "You're too sweet," then I change the sound, While every little doubt keeps pulling me down. I compare myself to every girl I pass, Find something she's got that I wish I had. I know it ain't fair, but I can't shut it down, The girl in my head always tears me around. [Pre-Chorus] How can they see something I can't? Why am I my own worst critic like that? If they can see beauty when they look at me, Why can't I see what they're begging me to see? [Chorus] I hate looking in the mirror, She never looks the way they say. They swear I'm pretty, swear I'm perfect, But I can't believe it anyway. I wish I could see me through their eyes, Just once, without criticizing every side. Maybe I'd love the girl I see If I could see her the way they see me. [Bridge] What if I'm wrong? What if they're right? What if I've been fighting a ghost every night? What if the mirror only shows my fear, And not the person that they say is standing here? Give me their eyes, just for a minute, Let me see myself without picking me thin. Maybe I'd stop trying to disappear, Maybe I'd believe I'm beautiful right here. [Final Chorus] I hate looking in the mirror, But I'm trying not to look away. They swear I'm pretty, swear I'm perfect, And maybe I'll believe it someday. I wish I could see me through their eyes, Without all the judgment, without all the lies. Maybe I'd love the girl I see If I could see her the way they see me.
