Turn it over
(Billy Bob Thornton/Brad Davis)
You know the desk in the bedroom, the one with all the scars Look in the top left drawer, you'll find what's left of my heart One thin sheet of paper, the musings of a clown I hope that you can read it, I wrote it upside down Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully, you'll see me Look in the shattered mirror, the one behind you now We broke it with our love, I'm still not exactly sure how Look into the haunted eyes of the note that you found Examine the corpse in the hallway, desperation come unwound Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully, you'll see me Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully Turn it over, turn it over, read it carefully, you'll see me