Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer



You're living up to someone's image of yourself

Crawling like a helpless infant on the floor

You turn down bread for the want of a steak

What's worth waking up in a cold sweat for? 

You know it could have been good

And it could have been fine you know

You're living up to someone's image of yourself



Devastated they don't really give a damn

As you wait around for someone to do it all for you

You know they gonna make you pay through the nose

On the very rare occasions that they do

The more innocent you are

The more you will know you say

You're living up to someone's image of yourself



Oh you

Don't need opinion

Don't need a mirror

Believe that you're enough

And you

Tapped at my shoulder

Captured my heart

I thought your name was love

Thought you name was love



It's just an image of yourself

Just an image of yourself...