Hello to my halo,
goodbye to my glands.
You can't move a mountain
with a book of plans.
You can't break a heart
with a birthday wish,
You can't make a wave
in a Petri dish.
Tell them, we think they're starving.
Tell them, We think they're deaf.
Tell them, we've seen them carving
curse words into their desks
Tell them, that I'm a liquid.
Tell them, it's been a gas.
Tell them, they're frozen solid
just behind the looking glass.
The mirror's just flat,
the mirror's just glass,
into the mirror let's try not to pass.
goodbye to my glands.
You can't move a mountain
with a book of plans.
You can't break a heart
with a birthday wish,
You can't make a wave
in a Petri dish.
Tell them, we think they're starving.
Tell them, We think they're deaf.
Tell them, we've seen them carving
curse words into their desks
Tell them, that I'm a liquid.
Tell them, it's been a gas.
Tell them, they're frozen solid
just behind the looking glass.
The mirror's just flat,
the mirror's just glass,
into the mirror let's try not to pass.