Mirrors
Dear Miss White,
Put down this night
You wouldn't believe how much it snows
In the summer heat,
With red iron feet,
You'll be nursing a bloody nose!
Princess, rest
We'll talk in our sleep,
But I wouldn't dare to sit too close
I can't be your prince,
Though your secrets are safe,
I am the mirror who can't let go
With hair as black as night
Her skin, a dead, pearly white
And blood red, on the bathroom wall...
With every breath
And every intake,
Tip toe further away
Further away from this mistake -
I'm no savior, I'm no saint, saint!
(That's not what you needed anyway)
All the cold that you caught,
The bones that you've bought,
The blood that you've lost...
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
Let this apartment breathe,
'Cause it's what it needs
I'm suffocating the clock to keep you
I think like a saint,
But swing like a thief,
And inadvertently leading you
To believe I'm your prince,
Adorn your bedroom with hints
Take the red from your eyes
And ink it into your skin
Now watch what you say,
'Cause there's nothing gray,
About the color of your sin...
With hair as black as night
Her skin, a dead, pearly white
And blood red, on the bathroom wall...
With every breath
And every intake,
Tip toe further away
Further away from this mistake
I'm no savior, I'm no saint, saint!
(That's not what you needed anyway)
All the cold that you caught,
The bones that you've bought,
The blood that you've lost...
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
(A fix, just a little bit
Give the girl enough to sleep through this
So, stop staring at the mirror
Before it tells you the truth
Operate operate operate, or it'll kill you too)
With every breath
And every intake,
Tip toe further away
You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake
I'm no savior, I'm no saint, saint!
(You need to see the pieces you've thrown away)
All the cold that you caught,
The bones that you've bought,
The blood that you've lost...
Keep your body; get the hell away -
From,
Me
Put down this night
You wouldn't believe how much it snows
In the summer heat,
With red iron feet,
You'll be nursing a bloody nose!
Princess, rest
We'll talk in our sleep,
But I wouldn't dare to sit too close
I can't be your prince,
Though your secrets are safe,
I am the mirror who can't let go
With hair as black as night
Her skin, a dead, pearly white
And blood red, on the bathroom wall...
With every breath
And every intake,
Tip toe further away
Further away from this mistake -
I'm no savior, I'm no saint, saint!
(That's not what you needed anyway)
All the cold that you caught,
The bones that you've bought,
The blood that you've lost...
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
Let this apartment breathe,
'Cause it's what it needs
I'm suffocating the clock to keep you
I think like a saint,
But swing like a thief,
And inadvertently leading you
To believe I'm your prince,
Adorn your bedroom with hints
Take the red from your eyes
And ink it into your skin
Now watch what you say,
'Cause there's nothing gray,
About the color of your sin...
With hair as black as night
Her skin, a dead, pearly white
And blood red, on the bathroom wall...
With every breath
And every intake,
Tip toe further away
Further away from this mistake
I'm no savior, I'm no saint, saint!
(That's not what you needed anyway)
All the cold that you caught,
The bones that you've bought,
The blood that you've lost...
You built your body in the coffin where you sleep
(A fix, just a little bit
Give the girl enough to sleep through this
So, stop staring at the mirror
Before it tells you the truth
Operate operate operate, or it'll kill you too)
With every breath
And every intake,
Tip toe further away
You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake
I'm no savior, I'm no saint, saint!
(You need to see the pieces you've thrown away)
All the cold that you caught,
The bones that you've bought,
The blood that you've lost...
Keep your body; get the hell away -
From,
Me
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Writer(s): Sally Oldfield
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