New Leaves

I'm turning over All the new leaves Like a game of memory match Where I'm marking the cards And no one's catching on And I can see them All in a line Everyone they think that I am Like suits in a closet waiting to be put on Oh, how does it feel to know That you might be getting burned It's not real you know I thought by now you'd learn Have I got you hypnotized You might be under the spell that I'm casting now So take my picture For the magazine spread I'll be the story for years 'Til there's no place to escape my growing headlines Oh, how does it feel To know that you might be getting burned It's not real you know I thought by now you'd learn Have I got you hypnotized Why don't you come and be baptized You might be under the spell that I'm casting now Conclusion Disillusion Solution Delusion