You're nothing in the eyes of the world
but you're riding up an 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 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
your nothing in the eyes of the world
the hint of a smile appears on your face
when you realise there's nothing
in the eyes of the world