Golden eyes in the bathroom
Glossy, wide, tiny hands and torn up shoes
Mirror of mine, now that I have you
We both had so much to prove
Left a mess in the kitchen
Stove's too hot, the sink's too tall, so what's the use?
I see it all with perfect vision
You didn't have too much to lose
Oh, I know you're feeling bad, still you talk that talk
Do you
Do you wish you took it back, is it all my fault
To you? (Ah) to you
Product of the past, don't you know they lied
To you? They lied to you, they lied to you
Ba-ba-ba, da-dum, ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba, da-da-da (da-da-da-da)
Golden curls, smoke in the bathroom (in the bathroom)
Foolish girl, hates herself but still loves you
Burn the world, festering sickroom
Where the good one's dying blue (all the good)
All the good ones died like you
I know you're feeling bad, still you talk that talk
Do you (do you, do you)
Do you wish you took it back? Is it all my fault
To you? (Ah) to you
Product of the past, don't you know they lied
To you? They lied to you, they lied to you
They lied to you
They lied to you (ah)
They lied to you
They lied to you, they lied to you
(Ba-ba-ba) ba-ba-ba (ba-ba-ba), ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba, da-da-da, da-da-da-da (ba-ba-da-da-da-da)
(Ba-ba-ba) ba-ba-ba (ba-ba-ba), da-dum (ba-ba-ba), ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba
