Who are you in the silver glass?
When I turn, you turn away from me
I walk away and you walk away
You walk away and I stand
I cursed you and I hated you
I was fragile and I didn’t
Know I was breaking
And you reached out your left
Hand to touch my right
And I said I hated you
And you said all right
Because that distorted you
That distorted you in the mirror
With the broken glass and
Fucking spider cracks is the
Distorted you which is me
