Your eyes turn down   Flirting around   With the image of   The one you really love   Who's face you saw   On the blue screen above   Felt cheap and diseased   Completely at ease      Noise from inside   Door's swinging wide   Looking at your feet   42nd Street   Saw you and me    On the coin-op TV   Frozen in fear   There was nobody near      I'm not surprised at all   And really, why should I be?   See nothing wrong   See nothing wrong   So sick and tired of all these   Pictures of me   Completely wrong   Totally wrong      Go walking by   Here comes another guy   Jailer who sells    Personal hells   Who'd like to see me    Down on my fucking knees   No respect to see   Begging me please      Hey, hey, hey, hey      I'm not surprised    And really, why should I be?   See nothing wrong   See nothing wrong   So sick and tired of all these    Pictures of me   Completely wrong   Totally wrong      I'm not surprised    And really, why should I be?   See nothing wrong   See nothing wrong      So sick and tired of all these    Pictures of me   Oh, they're completely wrong   I couldn't compete   Completely wrong   I couldn't compete   Completely wrong   I couldn't compete