It's such a shame the headaches I've won From last night's fight with vodka and rum I guess that's a clear sign that you and I had An after hours encounter I made myself again the fool of the town Still people insist I'm so much fun to be around I guess I'm acting large every time I feel tiny like a crumb of bread Leave me alone because I'm not over it yet Need more time and more drinks to forget I wish I'd be dreaming and scheming for somebody new But it's always you You and I wanted things done in different ways So I guess it was a wise move of yours to let it slip away Then why the hell do I drink two drinks a time whenever you're around? All your friends like me a lot but have they noticed That my eyes shine with a crazy glow Every time I steal a smile from you? And do they know that my heart is a teenage room Stacked with seven-inch vinyls And full-size posters Of singers who had hits a long, long time ago Full of shabadabadas and wowowows? I look from the keyhole hoping to see somebody new But it's always you (it's always you) It's always you (it's always you) It's always you (it's always you) It's always you! Who's holding the knife? (It's always you!) Who lurks in the shadows? (It's always you!) And who's to blame for this shame and downfall? (It's always you!) Oh dear mirror