And you measure for wealth by the things you can hold And you measure for love by the sweet things you´re told And you live in the past or a dream that you´re in
And your selfishness is your cardinal sin.
And you want to be held with highest regard It delights you so much if he´s trying so hard And you try to conceal your ordinary ways With a smile or a shrug or some stolen cliche.
´Cos emotionally you´re the same basic trip And you know that I know of the times that you´ve slipped So don´t try to impress me, you´re just pins and paint And don´t try to charm me with things that you ain´t.
And don´t try to enchant me with your manner of dress ´Cos a monkey in silk is a monkey no less
So measure for measure reflect on my said
And when I won´t see you then measure it dead.
´Cos don´t you understand, and don´t you look about I´m trying to take nothing from you So why should you act so put out for me?