Lyrics
Sleeping on the bench like a homeless man
I'd show you my blood but you wouldn't understand
I'm a beggar for your touch, a peasant to your throne
Send me to the bread lines, carry me home
Hey pretty lady, can you spare me some change?
I won't spend it on drugs, I'll spend it on pain
I'm a dice roll away from a life lived alone
Send me your crumbs, carry me home
Mirror, Mirror in the bathroom of this bar
Show me how lost I am, tell me how far
Do I need to go, do I need to stay
Swallow this shame and take my guilt away
Back to the bar or back to her room
Can't show you these cuts it would be too soon
Made me murder my friends, made me buy cologne
Racing dog bus line, carry me home
Mirror, Mirror in the bathroom of this bar
Show me how lost I am, tell me how far
Do I need to go until I finally fade away
Swallow this shame and take my guilt away
I bet you think this song is about you
I bet you think this song is about you
It is, it is, it is