Do you tell me how much it costs
to make it worth the price?
That empty heart isn’t much of a prize.
It seems you’ve spent all of your time
with a monster in disguise.
Who are you?
Who are you to change your mind?
It’s easy to say there’s a better way
and usually it’s a lie,
but everyone knows you’ve
worn through these clothes
and they were never
quite your style.
Tomorrow morning when you wake up,
how’d it feel to open your eyes?
Who are you?
Who are you to even try?
How do you feel when you meet someone
too weak to raise a smile?
And who are you tonight?
You don’t have forever, babe.
You’d better make up your mind.
Who are you?
Who are you tonight?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
© 1998.