You go in, you strip down
Lie on the bed, adjust your crown
Heavy hangs the head of he who wears the years
They inspect you, inject you
They look you over, tell you what you should do
Never in the future will you look the way you once did
Stand in front of the glass, staring back at your past
The only mirror that shows our flaws is the one we’re looking at
Come find me, confide in me, I’ll hold you close and give you cover
You say the only thing that will touch this face, are the lips and hands of your lover
It’s so much worse when you stand inside your own head,
I pray the voices are silenced when you have me in your bed.
