Just one word was all I needed
To know how you've been
And who you're hanging out with
Your voice has cheer - that's very clever
It must hide the revealing tremor
So all the world thinks you're better
You never fooled me -
I know what's beneath
your floor
What's stashed away under the third wood board
Your powdered heaven.
Why do I still feel responsible for all your dumb mistakes?
It's been two years since we've seen each other
And two years since we said anything.
Anything significant
Oh, once a friend, always a friend has been my law
Now it's time to repeal it
The pain I need to watch you crumble is too great
But you can't see it
You took in a cloudy mirror beneath your floor -
Your mirror's stashed under the third wood board

With your powdered heaven
Tell me, how do you still hold a job?
It's no wonder you don't feel it anymore
When you hit the floor.