Lanza

How come he doesn't move his gaze I think he'd stare at me for days Should I get off at the next stop It's not the part of town I want He's looking at me awfully strange There's not an empty seat to change He's probably got a kid my age Looks like he makes a worker's wage A girl can't leave her house these days And not feel like she's on display Why does he look at me like that Must be a christian-democrat I'd get off here but where'd I go? This train is moving much too slow How come he doesn't move his gaze I think he'd stare at me for days Should I be forced to wear a mask? And dress up in a garbage bag Why should I? it isn't fair It shouldn't matter what I wear