The Fatima Mansions - Thursday lyrics

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