Seeming stripped of all the faults that you possessed
You possessed...to impress

Tilted facades are a losing game at best
Shattered face, scattered hands, (???) trust, still displaced

Let it spill onto the street
I've no way (???) incomplete

You know my thoughts aren't hard to teach
Hard to teach
Hard to teach
Hard to teach
Hard to teach
Ahhh

Broken mirror shards laid out and re-arranged
Still the same...just re-framed

And best reflections you're expecting to receive
The one you seek doesn't ring any bells, so to speak

Let it spill onto the street
I've no way (???) incomplete

You know my thoughts aren't hard to teach
Hard to teach
Hard to teach
Hard to teach
Hard to teach
Ahhh

Let it spill onto the street
I've no way (???) incomplete

And (???) obsolete
Incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete