Miss Cellophane

You ask what I mean

When I introduce myself as….

Miss Cellophane

Well it isn’t that hard to understand

It’s actually quite plain

I could’ve been the one

The one just for you

But you’ll never truly see

Never get the clue

You would never let me stroke your face

And I probably will never know your taste

Love can be a wonderful thing

But some will call it a one time fling

But anyway back to the point

I need to get this out of my joints

My name is Miss Cellophane

You always look right through me

You will always walk right by me

Because honestly

You’ll never know I’m there