Making Faces in the Mirror

Wake me when the dream is over

'Cause you got me feeling sober

Balled up on the couch, protected from the world

I can't seem to get these stains

Guess I'm just another kickabout

Smiling through the pain, acting like I should

I try to take it all on board

But I guess here's my tipping point

Making faces in the mirror, you can't see me

But I hope you might appear right behind me

Making faces in the mirror, what else can I do

I won't ever feel as good again

As that moment when I left you lying on the bed

I'll never feel the same