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Bathroom Mirror
I know what it's like to have your heart break
In so many pieces, it almost seems impossible
I know what it's like to feel betrayed in every way possible
You ever walk out a hot shower, see the condensation on the mirror
And write his name with a heart next to it?
Yeah, I know.
I wrote his name this time and cried
I crossed that heart out with a fury so deep but love was still trying to fight back
I know what it's like to hear his name and die
You shrivel up and cry
Oh you cry and cry!
And I know what it's like to hold back tears
Your face feels hot
Your throat closes
Your heart skips beats
It's way too cold in here.
In so many pieces, it almost seems impossible
I know what it's like to feel betrayed in every way possible
You ever walk out a hot shower, see the condensation on the mirror
And write his name with a heart next to it?
Yeah, I know.
I wrote his name this time and cried
I crossed that heart out with a fury so deep but love was still trying to fight back
I know what it's like to hear his name and die
You shrivel up and cry
Oh you cry and cry!
And I know what it's like to hold back tears
Your face feels hot
Your throat closes
Your heart skips beats
It's way too cold in here.
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