I wear black glasses
Just to frame up me, you see
Fancy window dressing in the mirror glass
I reflect a bigger me

I use them as a curtain
with two holes to see the world
When I’m not too certain
If the real me inside is the one who needs to hide
 [bad word]  In my glasses I’m the wizard of Oz
You can hear my voice I can hear your applause
Would you see a clown if the curtain came down,
It could all turn around
If I take them off
Would you call them off
If I take them off
Take them off… (echo)
For you

Take them off for you, ou

When I wear black glasses
I hiding me, from you
Where’s my lion’s courage and the tin man’s heart to feel
Of being up (?) for you
 [bad word]  In my glasses I’m the wizard of Oz
You can hear my voice I can hear your applause
Would you see a clown if the curtain came down,
Would you stick around and see me through
See me as you
If I take them off
Take them off… (echo)
For you

Ah aaaaahh (I can’t transcribe this part well)

So I wear, black glasses
I hiding me from view? [bad word]  In my glasses I’m the wizard of Oz
You can hear my voice I hear your applause
Would you see a clown if the curtain came down,
Would you stick around, if I take them off
Lose the whole thing off, yeah
 [bad word]  In my glasses I’m the wizard of Oz
You can hear my voice I can hear your applause
Would you see a clown if the curtain came down,
Would you stick around and see me through
See me as you
If I take them off
Take them off… (x3)
For you