Looking in the looking gla** Is that a person there? His face is drawn his eyes are downcast In the distant past Is there a lesson there? The lesson is it ain't gonna last If I had my day I'd burn down the factories That sicken me and make the weather gray If I had my way I'd tear down the memories I'm chicken and I wanna run away Hey there do you understand Why I hold a dagger in my hand? Hey there do you understand Why I hold a trigger in my hand? Upon distant sands The waves fall heavily Feels heavy like my head in my hands What I don't understand You keep calling back on me You kick me out yet you keep me in demand The other day you looked the other way Hey, hey I need to get away The other day you looked the other way Hey hey you tried to get away