It's always something
I can't explain
Where does one go after he's gone insane
Somewhere on the other side of despair
If only you knew what happens there
But it might have been different had I just listened to you
One fine morning
My face fell out of the mirror and into my hands
I let it fall
I let it break
And I can't stand to look at myself anymore
My life is meaningless
But it might have been different had I just listened to you