Scissor Sisters

No pussyfootin' or that look of surprise
Can't hide the holes in your eyes or cover up that bitter smile
All the birds can see that you're heading south
That mirror deep in your mouth reflects you running on for miles
When you cut the lights out think of me
When you cut the lights out think of all the things you can't see
But are they real?
That face will be revealed
Nobody's callin' that payphone in your mind
I wonder just what they find but that line's busy all the time
I ain't got nothing by your seed on my face
You'll put them babies to waste without your finger in the pie
When you cut the lights out think of me