Mary

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
Bouncing like a pinball in between extremes
I’m not surprised, this happens all the time
My head lights a 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 pleasantries
Cause I do my best work with the mannequin brigade, I just peek
Around the statues
Spitting art and foreign trade, and 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
My head lights a 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 be 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
I look 'round, I see everybody’s watching me
I set myself up for this stupid situation
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
Bouncing like a pinball in between extremes
I’m not surprised, this happens all the time
My head lights a cigarette inside my mind
And she’s never seen me before