Cellophane
Nobody moves me I've been through
this life with no place that I can call my own.? Thinking above me I
never seem to find anybody that can feel like home and I try and I try and
I try. Funny how it feels when there's nothing to say.? Trapped with
my ideals I can't contain I'm wrapped in cellophane.? Nobody told me
obsessive needs were always following me around and you can't ignore me.?
Look at my face and then tell me my place in town and he's in and she's in
and he's in and she's in and I try and I try and he's in and she's in and
he's in and she's in.