I’ve been doing the same old things for fifty thousand times
And I can’t help myself but to make the same mistakes over again
Maybe it’s my stubbornness but not for so many times, so many times

I’ve never been strong enough to break these mirrors
That others have hung up on the walls but for the fifty thousandth and one time

Broken glass falls on the floor
Shattered heart screams for a chance to be whole, to be whole
I’d rather cut myself with pieces of my innocence
Instead of seeing who’s reflected
Shattered and broken words of a broken heart
I’m done with mirrors

I’ve been walking in the same halls for nearly five years now
And I keep count of days to remind me when this will finally end
Maybe because of heartless people who will stab you in the back
Wait, there’s more than that

I’ve never been strong enough to break these mirrors
That others have hung up on the walls but for the fifty thousandth and one time

Broken glass falls on the floor
Shattered heart screams for a chance to be whole, to be whole
I’d rather cut myself with pieces of my innocence
Instead of seeing who’s reflected
Shattered and broken words of a broken heart
I’m done with mirrors

Why can’t somebody break, somebody break the mirrors of false pretensions?
Why are they always coming back?
Tell me why, tell me why

Broken glass falls on the floor
Shattered heart screams for a chance to be whole, to be whole
I’d rather cut myself with pieces of my innocence
Instead of seeing who’s reflected
Broken glass falls on the floor
Shattered heart screams for a chance to be whole, to be whole
I’d rather cut myself with pieces of my innocence
Instead of seeing who’s reflected
Shattered and broken words of a broken heart
I’m done with mirrors