Leaning on a broken crutch Seen a lot but ain't done much Sifting through a pile of good intentions Had a plan its here somewhere Underneath this padded chair In between the couch and the television
Well morning makes a claim, again I'll play the game But first there's something I just want to say
CHORUS Is that really me in the mirror Is that me in this picture Could it be that I've lived through all these years Is that me in the mirror I can see someone familiar But it seems, the laughter and the tears Have all but passed him by
Hey here comes father time He's holding up a cardboard sign Says any day could be the end now Never knew what he was about Just laughed and kicked him out He just said hey that's okay now Well here's another day It's free to throw away But first there's something I just got to say
CHORUS Mirror Mirror on the wall Who's the one who's got to fall
So here's another day Lets make the bastards pay But first there's something I just got to say