One day you're going to have to face 
A deep dark truthful mirror 
And it's going to tell you things that I still love 
you too much to say 
The sky was just a purple bruise, the ground 
was iron 
And you fell all around the town until you 
looked the same 
The same eyes, the same lips, the same lie from 
your tongue trips 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror 
Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper 
shouts ring to the boots of roustabouts 
But you're never in any doubt, there's something 
happening somewhere 
You chase down the road till your fingers bleed 
On a fiberglass tumbleweed 
You can blow around the town, but it all shuts 
down the same 
The same eyes, the same lips, the same lie from 
your tongue trips 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror
So you bay for the boy in the tiger-skin trunks 
They set him up, set him up on the stool 
He falls down, falls down like a drunk 
And you drink till you drool 
And it's his story you'll flatter 
You'll stretch him out like a saint 
But the canvas that he splattered will be the 
picture that you never paint 
The same eyes, the same lips, the same lie from 
your tongue trips 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror
A stripping puppet on a liquid stick gets into it 
pretty thick 
A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears, but how do 
you know he really needs it? 
'Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand, 
Jesus wept he felt abandoned 
You're spellbound baby there's no doubting that 
Did you ever see a stare like a Persian cat? 
The same eyes, the same lips, the same lie from 
your tongue trips 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror