I wanna cut my hair today
I never did myself before
I wanna put myself away
I wanna take a new one out
Been working on it for a while
When I'm alone in my room
I'm still afraid to take it out
But then I always will be
In the bathroom mirror
Parts of my head I never see
And my hands are guided by my eyes
Mirrors inside mirrors
Parts of my mind I sometimes go
Hands are running over new skin
I'll learn to run when I am scared
I haven't got a thing to prove
I'll let my body taste the air
When she tells me so
In the bathroom mirror
Parts of my head I never see
And my hands are guided by my eyes
Mirrors inside mirrors
Parts of my mind I sometimes go
Hands are running over new skin
Well every blossom has to die
So we can see the petals fall
I guess that's just the way it is