dear soul
see i got a head up here
that the mirror can't deny
i know
it's a place of changing woe
that the mirror can not hide

and it swells at the news
of the favored reviews
when the mirror can not lie

so take off the clothes
shake up the body
it's a little temple for an ego to own
hang from the lights
drink from the fountains
but never do it alone

so, soul
yeah i got a smile up here
that the mirror won't deny
i know
doesn't mean i won't forget
that the mirror's eyes are mine

smiles straighten at the sight
of the guilty delight
that i allow myself when it don't seem right
and the funny thing is
that i miss how i live
but i won't trade my plan for my plight

so take off the clothes
and shake up the body
it's a little temple for an ego to own
hang from the lights
drink from the fountains
but never do it, no, no never do it alone