Crushing, cheating, changing
Am I deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction
Or just streets with rusty signs
Of something violent coming?

This'll hurt you worse than me
I'm weak, seven days, I'm weak
Don't run from me I won't
Bother counting one, two, three

I don't know which me that I love
Got no reflection
I don't know which me that I love
Got no reflection

Show myself how to make a noose
A gun's cliche, and a razor too
I'm not a death share vacation, vacant station
Made of scars and filled with my old wounds

This'll hurt you worse than me
I'm weak, seven days, I'm weak
Don't run from me I won't
Bother counting one, two, three

I don't know which me that I love
Got no reflection
I don't know which me that I love
Got no reflection

You, you don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you
You don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you
You don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you
You don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you

I don't know which me that I love
Got no reflection
I don't know which me that I love
Got no reflection

No Reflection
No Reflection

I've got no reflection

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): BRIAN HUGH WARNER, CHRIS ALAN VRENNA, JEORDIE WHITE