Knife

I can look in the mirror and not recognize The reflection that is appearing on the other side I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife And cut all of my clothes down in to rags Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday From wearing my opinions like a badge Well I've been down on the pavement I've been shopping for clothes But it's just one uniform then another all standing in rows A new outfit a new outlook another show I shed one skin from my body then another one grows Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife And cut all of my clothes down in to rags Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday From wearing my opinions like a badge I can look in the mirror and not recognize The reflection that is appearing on the other side I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside