Identity crisis, identity crisis, identity crisis

It doesn't have to be so bad

Each slips through to be grand

Granted we've all done it for somebody else

You can come over and romance yourself

You can change your costume in my room

Of my room

Yes, yes, there is no goodbye

There is no

Try it on, take it off, take your time

Change your mind, out of mind, I've got time

You can try it on, make a pattern, make it how you want it

Make it how you want it

Cause my room

Has nothing else going on

It has no room

I like to pretend that I'm a cripple yet

Everybody what I make believe

And I look into your eyes, I see everybody

You'll never get off the list

Cause you're always changing

You're always changing