There's mirrors all over your house, why so, darling? Sometimes I just wish they could speak They'd tell me about how you got all those bruises You whispered: they'll fade in a week You still live alone so your mom cannot see them You can't wear those shorts either way You're happy, but still want to see if it hurts To you its the price you must pay Your knuckles will burn like a fire, you know that But still wish that wall was your face And nobody knows but you've thought about dying You've always felt so out of place Those mirrors have cried as they witnessed you counting A million flaws on yourself They told you "out there there are kids that are dying" And "maybe you should ask for help" But somehow you still think you know what's best for you She still doesn't love you, okay? Your life is so precious, keep telling yourself It'll end on its own, anyway