I wonder what you think of me
Or if you're thinking anything
I hope in your head you're nice to me
Can you see it clearly now
'Cause lately I don't have a shape
I'm blurry lines without a face
So if you want I'll rearrange
Switching all the colors out
I've been waiting forever to be noticed
Up on a white wall
I keep twisting the image 'til I'm not myself at all
'Cause you love Andy Warhol
So there it is another me
A Hitchcock blonde on Bleeker Street
I bet you'll never know which ones the carbon copy
Can you tell?
'Cause I can't either
If I'm honest
I miss myself
But I can't stop it
I've been waiting forever to be noticed
Up on a white wall
I'll keep twisting the image 'til I'm not myself at all
I've been hoping that nobody would notice
I made the wrong call
I keep twisting the image 'til I'm not myself at all
'Cause you love Andy Warhol
(Oh, mm)
(Oh-oh-ooh)
(Oh)
(La-la-la, mm)
I've been waiting forever to be noticed
Up on a white wall
I'll keep twisting the image 'til I'm not myself at all
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