PROJECTION BOOTH

It’s cinema but it’s not verite The way I want to see you is through a silky negligee The silver screen knows what I mean, in a way I can’t express Deliverance will take the shape of a simple summer dress

Come to me, join my menagerie Don’t make me make a scene Don’t make me make a scene I’ll show you the director’s cut It’s not a happy ending, but I can guarantee the admissions will be free

I’m projecting on you – safe here in my booth (Do what you want) Don’t hear the rejection from you – this jam is soundproof (Do what you want, I’m projecting) Inside this jewel box, I make my own truth Whose truth is the real truth?

Please leave your opinions at the door Intuition’s on the cutting room floor Such a fool you mistake me for It’s cinema, but it’s not a-clef I haven’t taken the initiative yet I put military corners on my bed, and now I want you to…

…lie in it, make my fait complet I’m not ready to give up yet I’m not ready to give up yet I cast you in the starring role Who are you to tell me no? How do I end a scene I started so long ago?

I’m projecting on you – safe here in my booth (Do what you want) Don’t hear the rejection from you – this jam is soundproof (Do what you want, I’m projecting) Inside this jewel box, I make my own truth Whose truth is the real truth?

You might be the star but directing is my dream Just who do you think you are, do you think that means You can stand between me and my dream? You know I won’t set you free You know I won’t let you be

I’m projecting on you – safe here in my booth (Do what you want) Don’t hear the rejection from you – this jam is soundproof (Do what you want, I’m projecting) Inside this jewel box, I make my own truth Whose truth is the real truth?

Do what you want I’m projecting