Justin Mandell - "In The Magazines" lyrics

Oh my, what you could learn about yourself
If you'd just open your eyes to more than what's on the outside
And just think how much your missing
Just think how much I'm wishing that you'd pay some attention the the words

Just three chords I play
You like me more that way
A simple melody
Exactly what I need

A silhouette, a spoken word
A melody that you've probably heard
But no one's listening and no one really cares

In the magazines
A world for you and me
Think it's, oh so vain
But if you had the body and the face, you wouldn't complain

Meatless limbs, a strung out face
On the cover, you know she's out of place
But no one's looking and no one really cares

Sometimes I wish that I was blind
Too much emphasis on image, it hurts my eyes
It's hard to tell what's real from synthetic
My mind takes over, I guess I just let it

But I guess I should be sympathetic
'Cause I know that I can never forget it
I didn't write the book of love but at least I read it
So I can say it was pathetic

Just three chords I play
You like me more that way
A simple melody
Exactly what I need

A simple song from a can
I'll speak slow so you can understand
But no one's watching and no one really cares