I object to what I want to see Not feeling close outside of me Some distant memory Or something forgotten I object to what I feel inside Everyone walks around like a sign Some kind of cheap paperback novel You read it once and then it's discarded Tied up like a knot with what I grew up in Everytime I change I stay locked up inside afraid of expression If I treat you like dirt It's all I'm expecting I objectify I objectify Don't understand why I'm feeling this way There's a part of me that's always betrayed Uncertainty I'm certain that's often I don't get what's been got at before I always thought there was something more I saw your face That's all I remember I know your name but it's not important You weren't like what I saw on TV You weren't like what I read in magazines You weren't like what I saw in the movies You weren't everything you were meant to be I objectify I objectify I objectify