Are you the legendary?   Are you the keeper of the flame?   Can you be more specific?      I mean you've made a difference   I mean I think you struck a cord   And I could figure it out but      When everyday is perfect   Every symptom is a sign   I'll be the first to tell you      I'll be your genius   I'll be your cyrano   I won't take any credit      I'll paint a picture for you   Write the meaning upside down   Can you be more specific?      It's in the number seven   It's in the poemy thing I wrote   It's in the disconnected      But I can't tell you what to feel   I've had enough like this   I thought it mattered I'd be you      Inside a speeding bullet   Another speeding bullet tries   To pull himself together      He wants to place it neatly   He wants to suffer for a cause   He wants to feel the [Incomprehensible]      And everybody loves him   Everybody wants a piece   Of the scared chameleon      But I can't tell you what to feel   I've had enough like this   I thought it mattered I'd be you      I can't tell you what to feel   I've had enough of this   I thought it mattered I'd be it      If I thought it mattered I'd be it   If I thought it mattered   I'd write a song about it