Just one word was all I needed

To know how you've been

And who you're hanging out with

Your voice has cheer - that's very clever

It must hide the revealing tremor

So all the world thinks you're better

You never fooled me -

I know what's beneath

your floor

What's stashed away under the third wood board

Your powdered heaven.

Why do I still feel responsible for all your dumb mistakes?

It's been two years since we've seen each other

And two years since we said anything.

Anything significant

Oh, once a friend, always a friend has been my law

Now it's time to repeal it

The pain I need to watch you crumble is too great

But you can't see it

You took in a cloudy mirror beneath your floor -

Your mirror's stashed under the third wood board



With your powdered heaven

Tell me, how do you still hold a job?

It's no wonder you don't feel it anymore

When you hit the floor...