(N. FinnT. Finn)

you're nothing in the eyes of the world

but you're riding up and down in

the elevator still

feeling just a little surprised

like you discovered Englebert Humperdink

or something

inside the fairy light

it's often hard to tell

the way you see yourself

will lead you to despair

the eyes of everyone will look right

through your scene

it's nothing new to me that's what

I used to be

Someone in the eyes of the world

you look into the eyes of the world

hoping to catch your reflection again

missing all the real life action

so calm and dignified you rise up from

the chair

put the powder on and climb the

slippery stairs

inside a sleazy room with a bible

for companion

bleeding fingernails you'll never

know yourself

the eyes of the world they look right

through you

you're nothing in the eyes of the world

the hint of a smile appears on your face

when you realize there's nothing

in the eyes of the world