=they're out of fashion so I can't complain=

[pukingplaydoh]

I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to

You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
But I've got a new view
I thought I knew you well . . . oh well.