| Cellophane |
| It's about how she feels. Like shes wrapped in a clear substance, people can see how she carries herself but they can't see how she feels inside. 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 chorus funny how it feels when there's nothing to say trapped with my ideals I can't contain I'm wrapped in cellophane I'm wrapped in cellophane I'm wrapped in cellophane And it knows my know name 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 repeat chorus and I try and I try and he's in and she's in and he's in and she's in repeat chorus |