Here's a story about a girl who
Tries so hard to fit in with the cool crew
She dyes her hair, says a drinking lady
Hopes to God she gets asked on her date
Pretends to laugh when she's with her friend
Asks herself when will this night end?
And these people are too fake for me
What do they have that I long to be?
Woah,
woah,
woah
I look at them and I look at me Feeling
alone while I'm sipping my whiskey
Searching for that exit sign When I catch my reflection from behind
I see that face,
looking back at me As we're wandering,
love that blur as our
pace Will she ever change?
Will she stay the same?
I need to know, I need to know
How far she'll go
When I look in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
When I look in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
When I look in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
When I look in the mirror, mirror, mirror,
mirror
Woooooooooooo
wooooo
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
It's 4am now she's headed home
Walking the New York streets all alone
Takes a breath of that summer air
When a cute looking stranger stops and stares
When I see that face
Looking back at me
Has me wondering
About that part as a piece
Will she ever change?
Will she stay the same?
I need to know, I need to know
How far she'll go
When I look in that mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
When I'm standing in the mirror, mirror, mirror,
mirror
When I look in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
When I'm standing in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror
mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
when I look in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
when
I'm standing in the mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
mirror,
when I look in the mirror, mirror,
mirror, mirror.