Hands on the mirror Can't get much clearer Can't make this all go away Now that you're bleeding You stare at the ceiling And watch as it all fades away
From what you do Because of you You know I can't be there, each time that you call I swore not to come, but I'm here after all I know by the look that I see in your eye I won't stand around and I won't watch you die From what you do What you do, what you do, what becomes of you What you do, what you do, what becomes of Now that you did this, you ask for forgiveness
Doctor, could you be my priest? Say your mistaken, but look what she'd taken Laugh as you lie through your teeth
From what you do Because of you You know I can't be there, each time that you call I swore not to come but I'm here after all I know by the look that I see in your eye I won't stand around and I won't watch you die From what you do What you do, what you do, what becomes of you What you do, what you do, what becomes of.. From what you do...
Hands on the mirror Can't get much clearer Can't make this all go away Now that you're bleeding You stare at the ceiling And watch as it all fades away
From what you do Because of you You know I can't be there, each time that you call I swore not to come but I'm here after all I know by the look that I see in your eye I won't stand around and I won't watch you die From what you do What you do, what you do, what becomes of you What you do, what you do, what becomes of.. Becomes of..