Warhol

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

'Cause I've been waiting forever to be noticed

Up on a white wall

I keep twisting the image

'Till I'm not myself at all

'Cause you love Andy Warhol

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So, there it is, another me

A Hitchcock blonde on Bleecker Street

I bet you'll never know which one's 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 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

♪

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