Knife

I can look in the mirror and not recognize

The reflection that is appearing on the other side

I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie

But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside

Sometimes

I think I'll go and get a knife

And cut all of my clothes down in to rags

Sometimes

I think I'll take a holiday

From wearing my opinions like a badge

Well I've been down on the pavement

I've been shopping for clothes

But it's just one uniform then another all standing in rows

A new outfit a new outlook another show

I shed one skin from my body then another one grows

Sometimes

I think I'll go and get a knife

And cut all of my clothes down in to rags

Sometimes

I think I'll take a holiday

From wearing my opinions like a badge

I can look in the mirror and not recognize

The reflection that is appearing on the other side

I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie

But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside

Sometimes

I think I'll go and get a knife

And cut all of my clothes down in to rags

Sometimes

I think I'll take a holiday

From wearing my opinions like a badge