so what does it tell you about yourself? 
can you see your future in the fogged up mirror
I used to write your name in
and do you like what it has to say? 

I'm sitting on the edge of the bed alone
for the rest of my life,
hair never washed, that certain little kind of pain that replaces any pills I've popped.

I swear I'm going to be sober for the rest of my life.

so what does it tell you about yourself?
I can tell you see yourself so many years from now,  with the same dead eyes and the same stupid scar on your neck. 

and can you see me through my bedroom window,  with all the lights turned on? can you see me as my younger self,  full of hope and singing along to every song that would you would grow up to poison? 

this isn't what I wanted for myself.
can you see that?