Into the Mirror - Minus The Bear

They got a mirror full of caine in the bathroom

Because nobody here knows when to stop

For now we’re just making out with the door unlocked

Back in the atrium the music’s slowing down

The party’s thinning out for the late crowd

Fixes her lipstick, fixes his belt

The coast is clear as he walks out

She whispers, you get what you pay for

We could cost a lot.

You get what you pay for

And we do it for the taste of a good high

We do it for the sake of a hot night

The man on the couch in the blue room

With everyone stoned and talking at once

With no thought to where they’ve been

What they could’ve done

She sits down beside him

Without a hint of shame

Because every thing’s the same in it’s own way

Kisses her man’s cheek

Her hunter eyes lock on her prey

She signals, you get what you pay for

And we could play a lot

You get what you pay for

But you do it for the taste of a good high

You do it for the sake of a hot night

She senses the mirror in him

For one irresistible kiss

And the lie that she hangs on his neck

Like a sliver chain to her whim

Pull him into the mirror

There’s a mirror full of caine in the bathroom

Because nobody here knows when to stop

And their hands along the rail

Seems he hangs out here a lot