If you talk to Mary please don`t look at me
Cause she`s never seen me before
Don`t call attention to the man outside of me
Cause she can cut my head off with the blinking of her eye
And I`m not supposed to be here and I`m too young to die
See, she carries my confusion in the pocket of her jeans
I go bouncing like a pinball in between extremes
I`m not surprised, this happens all the time
And my hand lights her cigarette inside my mind
And she`s never seen me before
So if you talk to Mary please don`t mention me
Cause she`s never seen me before
Just let me hide behind the smoke and the pleasantries
Cause I do my best work with the mannequin brigade
I just peek around the statues spitting art and foreign trade
She looks a hole right through me to a shadow on the wall
Till I`m sick of my surroundings while I`m not here at all
I`m not surprised this happens all the time
And my hand lights her cigarette inside my mind
And she`s never seen me before
Warhol monotone, robotic talk, we`re all so smart we`re so perceptive
But her mouth doesn`t move, except to smile to be polite
To receptive
She burns me with a glance. I look away
I`m safely cool, I`m so deceptive
I`d give my right arm for a different situation
Convince myself I see everybody watching me
I set myself up for this stupid situation