Shatter this mirror for me, hun.

When I look in the mirror
the girl I see is beautiful
yes, the girl I see is beautiful
but I know the mirror lies
they say that I'm not beautiful
and I know that they are right

What I want is what I deserve
kill that mirror, hes lying to me
True, not true, false, or true true true
The truth is so cruel

I wonder what makes them want
to tease the weak ones
to kill the weak ones
from inside, thear their heart apart
with their lies, that are the truth
to the ones ears with no confidence

And when I'll believe in you mirror?
You're lied enough to me
those girls see the real me
those girls see the weak me
but its not helpin it
they are killing me, killing me from inside
and I deserve it

Saying it all over again to me
you are weak and pitiful
Yes, I'm weak and pitiful
not strong or beautiful
I'll take these words to heart
And I'll let them rip it apart