Leaving by the window or the door
And theyre laughing
Laughing at you anyway
Yeah theyre laughing
Laughing at you every day
Eight o clock, underneath the lamplight
Slow poison from a tiny little wound
And theyre laughing
Laughing at you anyway
Yeah theyre laughing
Laughing at you every day
I understood before I knew
I realized Id spend my life coming back to you
Twelve oclock, in the building of the mirrors
Recoil from my elongated twin
And hes laughing
Laughing at you anyway
Yeah hes laughing
Laughing at you every day