| Looks like a face in the mirror
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| That awful face in the mirror
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| White and sad and so unkind
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| Looks like a face in the mirror
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| Like a stagnant river
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| Flowing deaf and cross and blind
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| Looks like a face in the mirror
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| That lost face in the mirror
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| Searching for a happy mind
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| Looks like a face in the mirror
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| Margaret’s face in the mirror
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| Waiting, waiting for the time
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| I know I wasn’t right
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| I was invariably wrong
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| I always sang a song
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| When I should have been weeping
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| I know I laughed with you
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| As you stood by the door it’s true
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| As you landed in my garden, creeping
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| Looks like a face in the mirror
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| Your round face in the mirror
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| Lips all red and ready for bed
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| Looks like a face in the mirror
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| Oh your face in the mirror
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| The signs of hatred on your forehead
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| Yes it looks like a face in the mirror
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| That awful face in the mirror
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| Remembering every little word I said
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| Oh it looks like a face in the mirror
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| And I don’t even have to forgive her
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| She acts as if I was already dead
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| Oh I tried so hard, tried the big trump card
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| But I know you said I was lying
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| I know that you waited and waited
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| Waited and waited and grated
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| Listening, listening, listening and I was alive, I was alive
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| Oh it looks like a face in the mirror
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| Margaret’s face in the mirror
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| Listening for for my little tune
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| Well I see your face in the mirror
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| Oh your laughing face in the mirror
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| And I know you’ve been consulting the runes
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| Card after card fall on the table
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| Each one willing and able
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| To send me to some sort of matrimonial doom
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| Yes yes, yes it’s your face in the mirror
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| Oh your face in the mirror
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| Take away that darkness and that gloom, gloom, gloom
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| Well I told you again
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| Don’t come here, amen
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| I don’t want you around anymore
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| Your parents will come to collect you
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| Big Father’s there to correct you
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| He will take you away to his den
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| So it looks like your face in the mirror
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| My face is there with her
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| Snap the marriage and the fate
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| Yes yes yes that’s your face in the mirror
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| All sepia in the mirror,
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| Standing by your garden gate |