My open lists are yearning for your anxious meal Some call it influence while others slowy learn to steal And the fictional curtains have turned to gla** So what do you mean, what you want, what do you like? You don't know, you don't know When we met, I searched for a better night Not the first or last to wait, wait behind A fire's what I leave with mirrors who decide I crush the kiss and dream of you and I And that's all I know You can run but you can never ever live a life, You stay and talk about your mother's favorite life It's paid for to watch all the worried kind Say what you want, what do you mean, what do you like? 'Cause you don't know, you don't know Her man's a chameleon in my pants, She dresses him well though now it's just photographs Even though polite, I didn't seem to quite win I got the lizard eyes, like a surgical dying gift Now it's all I know