i think about eyes that watch you. i think about changes i've made. i think about all this fancy food going down the drain. i spend a lot of time by myself
imagining great speeches i'd make
to crowds of people; how can i help?
but what would i say?
when will i find
when will i find someone to take?
or did i find and not realize
i was the fake. i love to be a stranger at a wedding. cause tuxedos don't discriminate
a perfect disguise
so be cool and fill up your plate. when will i find
when will i find someone to take?
or did i find and not realize
i was the fake. when will i find
when will i find someone to take?
for the millionth time
for the millionth time i was the fake. i was the fake
i was to blame. i think about eyes that watch you. i think about changes i've made. i think about all this fancy food