I’m right here, now, in a suit.
Now I wear black as you used to.
You’ve been asking me to try.
How it feels to wear suit and tie.
Now I’m in a suit but nothing has changed,
Now I wear black, but you’re wearing beige,
I heard you have another boy,
It feels like I was just a toy, that you wanted to see in a suit.
Now my sleeves get shorter,
And the sun gets hotter,
Is it my sweat or it’s just my tears,
But it can’t be warm in front of ocean breeze.
Now I’m in a suit but nothing has changed,
Now I wear black, but you’re wearing beige,
I heard you have another boy,
It feels like I was just a toy, that you wanted to see in a suit.
Should I change for you? X 12
(You know, sometimes, there’s no other way to get out. No other way except changing. Should I change for you? Should I change my personality? Should I be someone else?)
I was just a toy that you wanted to see in a suit…
