I need a mirror,nIn the eyes of a man,nI need no protection from my bullet proof plannnI've got a ticket,nFor all that I lack,nYou might think that I'm gone for good,nBut I know that I'm comin' backnnSit at my table,nSip from by bowl,nFeel like I know even now and I will do till I get old,nYou might not see me,nBut trust that I'll stay,nBut there is no sense in traveling if we've already been that way,nnNight is an addernHidden in grass nShe bites like her life depends on itnAnd waits to see how long you last.nBut you know betternYou stand your groundnIt might just sting a littlenBut she knows you're sticking around.nnThe beauty of uncertainty [Repeat: x7]