don’t be that way fall apart twice a day i just wish you could feel what you say show, never tell but i know you too well kind of mood that you wish you could sell if teardrops could be bottled there’d be swimming pools filled by models told “that tight dress is what makes you a whore” if “i love you” was a promise would you break it if you’re honest? tell the mirror what you know she’s heard before i don’t wanna be you… anymore hands getting cold losing feeling’s getting old was i made from a broken bone? hurt, i can’t shake we’ve made every mistake only you know the way that i break if teardrops could be bottled there’d be swimming pools filled by models told “that tight dress is what makes you a whore” if “i love you” was a promise, would you break it if you’re honest? tell the mirror what you know she’s heard before ooh i don’t wanna be you… i don’t wanna be you… i don’t wanna be you… anymore