Look at this, what's this?
You're the reflection of an unloved woman
And that makeup on the sink
They're lies you put on
But it's useless to hide dark circles
You're dating, but you live alone
Where's he at this hour?
You're belittling yourself
To squeeze into the life of someone you don't fit
I'm in front of the mirror telling myself some truths
If it makes you suffer, it's not love
If it makes you cry, there's no feeling
If you have to ask him to stay
It's 'cause it's been over for a long time
You're the one not seeing it
That he's a bouquet of thorns with no flower
Because the flower's crying in the bathroom
You're dating, but you live alone
Where's he at this hour?
You're belittling yourself
To squeeze into the life of someone you don't fit
I'm in front of the mirror telling myself some truths
If it makes you suffer, it's not love
If it makes you cry, there's no feeling
If you have to ask him to stay
It's 'cause it's been over for a long time
You're the one not seeing it
That he's a bouquet of thorns with no flower
If it makes you suffer, it's not love
If it makes you cry, there's no feeling
If you have to ask him to stay
It's 'cause it's been over for a long time
You're the one not seeing it
That he's a bouquet of thorns with no flower
Because the flower's crying in the bathroom
He's a bouquet of thorns with no flower
Because the flower's crying in the bathroom