She Is You

Pale skin and light blue eyes
Dark circles beneath from all the lies

Blonde hair so withered it's dead too
You'd never guess that she is you

Look in the mirror and you stare back
Look behind and you're in a shack

Where's the shack, deep in the woods
Play innocent mechanic, until the guys pop their hoods

Then play killer, with stone cold blood
Don't forget to bury them in the mud

Take the car and drive it
Into the lake, you watch as you sit

Then go back to the shack, it's been a long day
"Ready for tomorrow?" You smile and say

Back at the shack, you look at your reflection
Yes, that's right, you see perfection

But really inside a little girl cries
And still she cries with every day that dies

"Maybe tomorrow I'll save someone"
But really the killing had not begun ...