He is what you want him to be
Say the way you want him to be
The type of clothes, a heliotrope
Inside is all lies, because he is what he sees
You say you like france
And he explains the land
Between cannes and nice
He is what you what him to be
You bought a new jeep and in a week
You can't believe he's got a new jeep
You think, look at me
Being exactly what I want to be
How unique, how sweet, so discrete
From the shoes on your feet to the words that you speak
A fantastic feat, just being me all the days of the week
The colors change but your mind stays the same, a chameleon
She has no real self, and she loves it like that
As a matter of fact, the clothes on the rack
The boots and hats, are mechanical latch
For her mind to fasten to fashion
Rhythms like hym notes, she is talking in air quotes
At the gala opening, fastidiously quoting a poem by percy
To the soundtrack of mercy, all full of self-loathing, and endlessly smoking
She is what she thinks she might be
A constant creation by moment's sensation
A history you cannot see in Givenchy sheets
Her mind is matter perjuried
For you to see would be a scene
The last ended injury
As she she washes away at the end of the play
With nothing left but a designer scent
And your heart on the seat on the balcony
The colors change but your mind stays the same, a chameleon
Night falls and your at the mask ball
Candles in the corridors
Your sticky face frin, will spin and emit the glow of the sh** to begin on the floor dancing
Your mind will delight as the lights of the night, give off a robust feel of luck
Nobody gives a f**, you shimmer and run the gamut
With an attitude dance, and a casual glance
So cool and aloof, a talk on the roof
Foolproof in the dark, a parked car spark
The emptiness of heaving sweat
Never getting to the end
Without new and glowing friend
To copycat and redact, as you spin again to the whimsy of friends
With the dawn made up song
That leaves you in the end
Alone and cold on the lawn, like a palm frond
With only your chameleon on
The colors change but your mind stays the same, a chameleon