I don’t want to talk about it
The story how it should have been
‘Cause that there should have been me
You kissing me instead of him
So this is it
Not the way it should have ended
Not the way it should be told
Me sleeping in your bed not him
There ain’t no funny side about it
So I can’t see why I should smile
You had your fun I hope you choke in it
But I can still walk out in style
I turn to you
Face in the mirror
Blood
On your hands
You
The only one
The only one to understand
The only one you cannot run from
So this is it
Not the way it should have ended
Not the way it should be told
‘Cause that there should have been me
Don’t worry baby I will go
Turn around and walk away
As if I never really loved you
As if there’s nothing left to say
I turn to you
Face in the mirror
Blood
On your hands
You
The only one
The only one to understand
The only one you cannot run from
About Face In The Mirror
The lyrics in ‘Face in the Mirror’ at first sketch a protagonist who deals with jealousy and resentment. But then the line ‘blood on your hands’ adds a whole new dimension to the story: what happened?
The instruments follow this layering: from the first bars, a solid rhythm section propels a punchy rock track, but then the guitars weave around it multiple lines each telling their own story. A synth driven bridge provides temporary melancholic relief only to erupt into a fugitive finale…
The third verse of the lyrics winks to Belgian band DEUS’ great song Sister Dew where Thom Barman sings ‘Please forgive me if I/keep on smiling/ but every sad story has a/ funny side in”. Well the protagonist in Face in the Mirror does NOT see any fun in it at all…
