you jumping like you should (Too bad) It's got you bouncing off the walls It's got you drunk enough to fall (Oh oh) Hollywood just look in the mirror
to the ground But how low can you go? Lower than your mama's Ever seen it in her lifetime Never would've imagined Did not even in her right mind Practice in front of that mirror
love's a revolver My sex is a killer Do you wanna die happy? Do you wanna die happy? I let it bang, bang I shoot 'em bang, bang I shoot 'em bang, bang Mirror mirror
my swagger, they callin' me Mick Jagger I be rollin' like a stone, jet setter, jet lagger We ain't messin' with no maggots, messin' with the baddest Chicks in the club, honey, what's up? Mirror, mirror
, my one and my lonely I wear scarves and hoods cause it's the only poker face that I've got left And everything I love about you is a mess Smash the mirror
my luck is over It never stop stops, never stops well you better Think it over prima donna you don't want to sever All the work to impress, charming girls
wants a kiss from his lips, Cause she misses him All this time, it kills me This is the game that plays away, He's gonna cheat Night after night, Another girl
club, I'm in love from afar, Baby girl I wanna be where you are, Where you are, Baby girl I wanna be where you are, Where you are, Girl I wanna be where
the music Bridge: Oh how I yearn for your touch so lonely now that you left me If I could run away you know I would And I'm hurtin cause girl I
, baby When you come home, girl you should know Your pillow is waiting girl, on yo side of the bed Yo side, yo side, yo side, yo side, yo side On your side, girl
some motion, in her ocean, I kept coastin Now she? I am addicted to Songz (Songz!) I am addicted to Songz (Yup!) I am addicted to Songz My addiction (Trey: I make your girl
But now my time has come and time, time is not on your side See him move through smoke and mirrors Feel his presence in the crowd Other girls they gather
In the middle of the night Touching under the light Wearing somethin tight, Thats what hot girls do Seems like she don't try For her its just usual
be Cindi In hopes that they'd notice But I wasn't their cup of tea It's so lonely when I'm only being me Who's that girl in the mirror With hair like
Hey Cole World, real cold World I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl last time I seen ya, you was a lil old girl I had a crush
you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uhhh My real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror
seven brothers That doesn't mean that you are one of them Seventeen other lovers left the scene But you don't think that you're the go between Girl, think