[Verse 1]
I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink
I sit and tell him about my weekend
But he never could change what he thinks, whoo
[Chorus]
Can you see the real me?
Doctor, doctor
Can you see the real me?
Doctor, oh doctor
[Verse 2]
I went back to my mother
I said, "I'm crazy, ma, help me"
She said, "I know how it feels, son
'Cause it runs in the family"
[Chorus]
Come on, tell me
Can you see the real me?
Mother, mama
Can you see the real me?
Mama, whoa mama
[Refrain]
Can you see? Can you see?
Can you see the real me?
Can you see? Can you see the real me?
The real me, the real me, the real me?
[Verse 3]
The cracks between the pavement stones
Like rivers of flowing rain
Strange people who know me
From behind every windowpane
The girl I used to love
Lives in this yellow house
Yesterday she passed me by
She don't wanna know me now
[Chorus]
Can you see the real me?
Can you? Can you?
Can you see the real me
Can you? Whoa, yeah
[Verse 4]
I ended up with the preacher
Full of lies and hate
I seemed to scare him a little, ha ha
So he sold me to the golden gates
[Chorus]
Can you see the real me?
Preacher, preacher
Can you see the real me?
Preacher, whoa yeah
[Outro]
Can you see? Can you see? Can you see? Whoa yeah
Can you see the real me, doctor, doctor?
Can you see the real me, ma?
Can you see the real me?
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