driving in my car
i'm feeling oh so far
away from you
so what's new
i wish that you would care
i wish that you weren't there
just you and him
things are looking grim
it's clear you're not coming
back to me, i fear
and i know you're not coming
back to me
and so i often wonder why
love is sweet and kind
and hard to find
they say the man behind the mask
is not an easy task to see
so woe is me
i sit here all alone
waiting for the phone
to cooperate but it's too late and
the mirror does not lie
the mirror does not try
to deceive it does not leave
the scars that you have often made
it's hard for them to fade
and now i hear
the message and it's