Plan B

The mirror wakes me up
Just to say "you're getting old
I'm sorry for your loss
Your teeth, your soul"
With a head full of steam
The razor pipes up
"Push the button for plan B
And for god's sake lighten up"

Soft is the light, hard is the truth
Cold is the rain that dances on the roof

You walk into this scene
Like you walk into a lift
Push all the buttons at once
And light a cigarette
Like it's breaking news
Tell me who you were
Kissing your reflection
You say "I'm not her"

Soft is the light, hard is the truth
Cold is the rain that dances on the roof

I float into your room
A web of fairy lights
You talk about your hair
With ladders in your tights
I can't help but feel
I've been here before
Too young and too old
The bed is too small

Soft is the light, hard is the truth
Cold is the rain that dances on the roof



Credits
Writer(s): Horizon 50
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