In the morning when you throw up water
And your skin it turns a pale pale yellow
Well everyday you lose more color
Do you think that someone paints your mirror?
Do you think that someone paints your mirror?
And you think that things sound different
At the time when you speak
There are visions much clearer
Than these blurs that you see

And like Neely O'Hara
You swallow your sleep
And you wake up in the morning
To find out you are not who...
You are not who you used to be

You don't recognize your behavior
Or the spelling of your name
And the shape that's in the mirror
You'd swear it's not the same

And like Neely O'Hara
You swallow your sleep
And you really can't remember
But you know you are not...
Think you are not...
No, you are not who you used to be

No you are not!
No you are not!