Stare.

Countless stares,
Never been prepared for this kind of show
They've wasted names
And set their filters for high, I'd rather low
I could give them reasons to
Dislike the games I play
I could rig the pride they knew
To simply fade away
Along with me, the hopeless

Stop looking over here please
I can't take the heat of your eyes
Stop spending all your time on me
I've lived a life of lies
You can't see through me
So you see me straight through
Stop looking at me
I can't look at you