Someone Else's Skin

There's no phone booth

There's no cape

There's no Steve McQueen

To help me make my great escape

How can I fly

Like a hero in the sky?

Be a shooting star

Out in the stratosphere

Where's the shadow?

He might know

Where's that searchlight

In the sky to point the way to go?

Through some new cloud

To disappear into the crowd

Though the future's dark

There's one thing crystal clear

That there's no home here

Son, listen to me. We just need a name. Your mother or your father?

So many voices telling me to choose

It can get very expensive, people fighting over their children

It's like a game where either team, I lose

Nobody's fighting. Frankie, look at me, nobody's fighting

This kind of noise just makes me want to shout

Frankie, just give him a name and this will all be over. It's going to be okay

I'd like to buy a one-way ticket out

My brave little soldier, do what you have to do

Rules of the road say don't look back

Eyes straight ahead, don't jump the track

Try a new game

I'm sorry, Frank

And pray that I can win

I've got no room to move, here

'Cause I just don't feel at home in mine

So I slip now

Into someone else's skin

I see the maps from every book I've read

The worlds that I have lived inside my head

I thought a love like theirs could never die

If that can fade away, then so can I

At first you see me, then you don't

Don't look for me, you know I won't

Even be there

So let the games begin

'Cause I just don't feel at home in mine

So I slip now

Into someone else's skin

Into someone else's skin

I'm gonna run down the street

Run outta town

I'm gonna run from the home team

And never touch down

Run from the books 'cause it's all been a fake

I'm gonna run from the choices that I don't wanna make

School's not out, but I can't wait

It's the perfect time to graduate

Today

I'm gotta run away now

I've got to run away

I know they'll see the truth when I move on

They'll need each other much more once I'm gone

And then I'm flushed and he's back on his feet

I'll pick him up and ride down easy street

No time to cry for all the years

A musty gas tank full of tears

Gets you nowhere

Not the places I want in

'Cause I just don't feel at home in mine

So I slip now

Into someone else's skin

Into someone else's skin

Into someone else's skin

Into someone else's skin