There was a mirror
O, how fabulous it was
I would look at my reflection
To forget who I was

I'm sleeping in the fragments
Pricked and torn by glass
Crying crimson rivers
I never stood a chance

I can't save me from myself.

There was a rose bush
O, how red those roses bloomed
I'd stare at them for hours
Looking at the twilight dew

Now I take those razors
Those thorns upon the vine
And cut below the chin -
to save some time

Someone save me from myself.

There was a time
When I could look you in the eye
There was a time
I didn't fear to cry

I can't save me from myself.