Just the same

More lips than you would ever want to kiss They form your name now They're reaching out More crooks who know exactly where you live They shout your name now They're reaching out They call your name...

See me, what I am, what I was, what I'll be, Hear me, understand that I'm not what you see Take this, take the man, middle term, common me Don't you see that I'm just doing what I want to do Nothing...

Come on mamma, put your good dress on The night is young and we're goin' downtown Where faces come and faces go It ain't very far you know Come on mamma, is it really that hard To lose yourself right...

What about the times that you ditched me? What about your constant missing out, not being there? You always overwhelmed me with your passion, with your glow But it ended up a tragedy Look at us now...