Now, Mantovani the Mind Reader wears a blind fold so
No one'll see what's in his eyes
How he used to float like a breeze over postcard seas
Now his lifeboat leaks his alibis

Knows what's in your wallet
Knows what turns your keys
Knows what heats up your lover
Knows what makes them freeze
Knows the fine reasoning of those who offer grief
Who never touch forever but take pride in belief

They say you can be anyone that you want to
Under the sun, anyone you want to
Well I'm sure it's true, I'm sure it's true
You can be anyone you want to

Now he gets drunk from the thoughts
Of the sinners he entertains
And ends up feeling nothing, just seeing others' pain
And the blind fold is all his justice has become
A whiskey, heart all daggers, and a frozen tongue

They say you can be anyone that you want to
Under the sun, anyone you want to
Well I'm sure it's true, I'm sure it's true
You can be anyone you want to
What kills your soul is the pain you make
The fights you throw, the love you fake

And at the end of his show he has a marvellous goodbye
A shot glass melody for a tympani sky

They say you can be anyone that you want to
Under the sun, anyone you want to
Well I'm sure it's true, I'm sure it's true
You can be anyone you want to
Well I'm sure it's true, I'm sure it's true
You can be anyone you want to