Thursday

The windows watch me wait for you

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror

I've seen a world beyond their view

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror

Of course the night times are the worst

Of course I burn with an evil burst

You exist so I am cursed

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror

I'll be good 'till Thursday comes

The world will think I never had

An idea that could drive me mad

I'll be good 'till Thursday comes

Then burn all good away

I weed my house, I wash my trees

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror

I cross my legs in front of me

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror

I tingle at the thought of you

Is this what the humans do?

My childish words just don't ring true

See ya later, great dictator

In a while, [nadaphile?]

I'll be good 'till Thursday comes

Well, unless I am misleading you

You shine me up and make me new

I'll be good 'till Thursday comes

And wish I never did say

I'll be good 'till Thursday comes

It's such a lot of fun

To watch the liar I've become

But I'll be good 'till Thursday comes

And burn all good away

Ahh....dream of this, my lover

Ahh....dream of this, my lover

I am your lover now