The Real You

Who's this person? I don't know you Doing things that just don't fit Walking 'round with such a swagger Acting like you're really it We were always doing nice things Being stupid at the mall But now you take yourself so seriously Acting like you've seen it all before But I just want the, the real you The one who turns bright red The real you Sci-fi books in bed I don't need no showy, flashy, brashy act But I just want the, the real you Who's this person? I don't know you Saying things that make no sense Abstract words devoid of meaning Was it all just a pretense? At some point I saw you clearly Your intentions seemed on track But somewhere down the road you lost yourself And I just want the old you back again But I just want the, the real you The one who turns bright red The real you Sci-fi books in bed I don't need no showy, flashy, brashy act But maybe that's the, the real you (The real you, the real you) The real you The one who turns bright red The real you Sci-fi books in bed I don't need no showy, flashy, brashy act But maybe that's the, the real you (The real you, the real you) The one who'd cling to my arm in the dark The one who'd eat the smaller half Make all my brothers and sisters laugh (The real you, the real you) The one who knew and would share all my dreams But the one who tore them apart at the seams Guess it can never truly be The real you The real you The real you The real you The real you The one who turns bright red The real you Sci-fi books in bed I don't need no showy, flashy, brashy act But maybe that's the, the real you (The real you, the real you)