Lyrics

[Tyler] I've got a strange superpower I can turn invisible When I walk through the hallways you don't have a clue.. But I see you Every day, Every hour Like a fly on Liberty's wall I see life from my lens' point of view I'm the creep radio head With the mop on his head And the negatives in his brain... All the girls think that he's cute Cause he's shy and he's mute But they "just don't see him that way" 11th grade, pure cellophane You barely know his name And you don't ask Because he's gone in a flash Always falling short so he never seems too attached I'm daydreaming of Ivy League and bowls of green To fade away anxiety Voices go unheard, but a picture's worth a thousand words Let's begin with the lowly scholars AP LIT and honor roll, one day they'll rule the world But now they hide It's the only way that they can get by Then we have the elite artists They'll probably go the farthest Quoting "Gypsy", kinda hipsty, usually high They're all so deep and sweet and bi Then there's the apes and the Barbies Playing games, throwing parties They're always so on brand The girls all hate each other, the guys act like they're brothers I don't understand I float somewhere in between Not quite a pawn, far from the king Unseen ... But I'll be gone in a flash Why linger in this moment when I know that it won't last? I'm pushing through to Ivy League and finer things Like critic acclaimed galleries My voice may be unheard, but a pictures worth a thousand- [Hannah] Hey, could you maybe help me? My locker won't open; I have class in three.. First day- hurray It's been okay Except my locker won't open oh, and by the way I'm Hannah, nice camera Do you have a name? [Tyler] She sees cellophane... (Opens her locker, takes a photo of her) Finally, a brand new subject Hope my stares weren't suspect A lovely change inside the frame A friendly face I wonder if she'll last in this place Either way, she's intriguing Not afraid to see me Seems she's also being noticed by the apes But she's gone in a flash Does she even feel the lustful eyes on her... back? I want to discover what is under the facade of the 8th wonder Seems this camera, is focusing on Hannah The artist finds the muse... I've got a great superpower I can turn invisible, when I walk through the hallways You won't have a clue But I'll see you