Hey You in the Mirror

Hey you where have you been what have you done who have you seen?
(Is it really that simple?  I'm not so sure.)
Were you feasting on adrenaline or laughing in a drug den?
(It is that simple; you're my poison and it is my cure)

Were you sitting in your head or in abandoned stars?
Were you chasing down the motorway in stolen cars?
(I spent my days inside a prison, and my nights in bars.)


(Where were you, when I was losing touch or identity?)
I was waiting scared alone with regret and sympathy.
(Well I didn't need your pity or your wishing well)
Well I knew your greatest wish was to visit Hell.

And I'm standing face-to-face
And there's no second chance
Can you see my scars clearly
Can you even bear to glance

At what you made, what you killed,
when you saved me for your thrills?
Who you stripped, and cauterised,
Is this still me/you or one of your lies?