Indian

Tailor


Don’t look now
But she’s about to do it
She’s got her fingers
Around your neck

She’s about
To pull the trigger, baby
As the ice
Melts from her neck

Oh, and she says
Everything you do, it turns into you (She says)
Everything I do it turns into to you

I wanna be an Indian
I wanna fall in love again
I wanna be
What this world wants from me

And I wanna be an American
I wanna fall in love again
I wanna be
What this world wants from me

Don’t look now
But her fingers are shaking
Her face
Her face is pale and white

Oh, she talks
And wishes for hours
About dreams
And their movie scenes

Oh, and she says
Everything you do turns into you (She says)
Everything I do it turns into you

I wanna be an Indian
I wanna fall in love again
I wanna be
What this world wants from me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I wanna be an American (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna fall in love again (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna be (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What this world wants from me

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I wanna be an Indian
I wanna fall in love again
I wanna be
What this world wants from me (Yeah)
(Yeah)