I'm judgemental
I've got preconceived notions of what's okay
Identities are never owned they are just rentals
Pick a book up by the cover, maybe read it someday
First impressions, take a second look
What do you see
I see Ghosts walking all over this town
Everybody's lost no one wants to be found
I think I could walk right through my mirror
What does it take to understand
What does it take to make amends
Honest I wouldn't have a clue even if the sky was painted blue
It's driving me crazy
Analyzing every little movement, all of the time
Trying my best to predict how other people see me
Really some days I feel like I'm losing my mind
First impressions, take a second look
What do you see
I see Ghosts walking all over this town
Everybody's lost no one wants to be found
I think I could walk right through my mirror
What does it take to understand
What does it take to make amends
Honest I wouldn't have a clue even if the sky was painted blue