I comb my hair, I hang my clothes
I watch his sleepy curls unfold
I drive my car down the same roads
Yeah, I'm thinking of you
I lose myself in thought these days
I lose myself in every way
Pull back my skin, see what remains
How long is too long to be
How long is too long to be
I paint my face, I wear my mask
Make myself into mirrored glass
So what I see is what I give back
Yeah, I'm thinking of you
How long is too long to be
How long is too long to be
I'm still thinking of you
I'm still thinking of you