[Intro] A silver surface on a darkened pane Reflecting light that doesn't feel the same I stare into the glass to see my face And find a stranger standing in my place [Verse 1] A million screens are glowing with my name Each person building up a different frame They paint a picture of the girl they see And call the digital projection me I watch the double-taps, I count the views Confusing who I am with who they choose A photograph from two short years ago Is showing someone that I used to know I change my hair, I change the way I speak Depending on the audience I seek The angle bends, the light begins to split I wonder which reflection seems to fit [Pre-Chorus] I rehearse the movement till the picture turns Looking for the truth inside the flame that burns Do I know the person underneath the skin Or just the posture that I'm standing in? [Chorus] According to the mirror theory in my mind The real identity is something you will never find You see a story that you want to hold I see a version that is getting cold You are the glass that I am looking through Falling for the person I became with you According to the mirror theory on the wall We only love the shadows on the hall [Post-Chorus] Glass distorts, the image breaks Counting all the small mistakes Glass distorts, the image breaks Counting all the small mistakes [Verse 2] I loved the version of myself you made Before the memory began to fade In your reaction, I was sharp and bright A sudden flash inside a quiet night Now when you tell the story of our past You describe a girl that didn't last Two different people remembering one room Building a palace or a heavy tomb Did you love my heart or love your own desire Reflected back at you inside the fire? We leave behind a trail of broken glass Watching a dozen different phantoms pass [Chorus] According to the mirror theory in my mind The real identity is something you will never find You see a story that you want to hold I see a version that is getting cold You are the glass that I am looking through Falling for the person I became with you According to the mirror theory on the wall We only love the shadows on the hall [Bridge] Maybe analyzing every glass I see Is just another way of hiding me I construct a theory so I don't feel real To intellectualize the things I feel Behind the glass, behind the clever line A quiet heart is waiting for a sign [Final Chorus] According to the mirror theory in my mind The real identity is something you will never find You see a story that you want to hold I see a version that is getting cold You are the glass that I am looking through Falling for the person I became with you According to the mirror theory on the wall We only love the shadows on the hall [Outro] The streetlight fades, the window goes dark Leaving behind a silent little mark Which one was real, the shadow or the light? The reflection disappears into the night
