No
I see the pain hidden in your eyes and I finally realize
It's about damn time too
Today ain't yesterday, and tomorrow
It's the day before we said goodbye
Adios amigos
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the Phoniest of them all
Being full of yourself is a pathetic cry for help
Like a little baby you're beginning to bawl
Your heart keeps telling me yes
But you keep saying
No, no, no, no, no
Yeah, no, no, no
I hear the worry inside your voice and I start to understand
Why couldn't I see it before
I'm not him and he ain't me
He'll never be a superman
No cape on that guy
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the Phoniest of them all
Being full of yourself is a pathetic cry for help
Like a little baby you're beginning to bawl
Your heart keeps telling me yes
But you keep saying
No, no, no, no, no
I sense the anger in your smile
And I start to feel your pain
Somebody get her a Yaz or a Midol
What's best for you ain't good for me
Baby, I don't even remember your name
Was it Sarah or Susan, something like that
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the Phoniest of them all
Being full of yourself is a pathetic cry for help
Like a little baby you're beginning to bawl
Your heart keeps telling me yes
But you keep saying
No, no, no, no, no, no
I sense the anger in your smile and I start to feel your pain
It's about damn time too
Today ain't yesterday, and tomorrow
It's the day before we said goodbye
Adios amigos
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the Phoniest of them all
Being full of yourself is a pathetic cry for help
Like a little baby you're beginning to bawl
Your heart keeps telling me yes
But you keep saying
No, no, no, no, no
Yeah, no, no, no
I hear the worry inside your voice and I start to understand
Why couldn't I see it before
I'm not him and he ain't me
He'll never be a superman
No cape on that guy
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the Phoniest of them all
Being full of yourself is a pathetic cry for help
Like a little baby you're beginning to bawl
Your heart keeps telling me yes
But you keep saying
No, no, no, no, no
I sense the anger in your smile
And I start to feel your pain
Somebody get her a Yaz or a Midol
What's best for you ain't good for me
Baby, I don't even remember your name
Was it Sarah or Susan, something like that
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the Phoniest of them all
Being full of yourself is a pathetic cry for help
Like a little baby you're beginning to bawl
Your heart keeps telling me yes
But you keep saying
No, no, no, no, no, no
I sense the anger in your smile and I start to feel your pain
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