despite my tear-filled trouble
i try to flash a smile
and hope that when i get there
i'll stay there for a while

regret and sorrow fill my veins
my hands begin to shake
i look inside my blood shot eyes
my heart begins to ache

i don't know who is in the mirror
it surely can't be me
soon the image starts the blur
i can no longer see

now the tears keep falling
and they won't ever quit
so i stare into a strangers eyes
before i give the hit

now my mirror is shattered
but it matches my heart
i look down at the broken glass
and see some kind of art

i crawled up into my bed
and held my ****** fist
and thought of everything i hate
i made a whole long list

now here i lay
alone and sad
not really knowing why i'm here

and before i sleep
i feel it fall
one last
single
tear