tell me how you wanna be portrayed
you know that you can have it all
you know that you can have it all
and draw yourself drawing a piece of paper with pencil
'cause you can't afford to misrepresent me
i want an imitation of reality
gather all your kings and other things
do you think that these are my good nature
you establish this good nature
your whores come and go to sit with me
i wanna be seen in a hundred years
and then you took my eyes
and then you took my eyes