Hands on the mirror
Can t get much clearer
Can t make this all go away

Now that you re bleeding
You stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away

From what you do
Because of you

You know I can t be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I m here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won t stand around and I won t watch you die
From what you do

What you do, what you do, what becomes of you
What you do, what you do, what becomes of

Now that you did this, you ask for forgiveness
Doctor, could you be my priest?
Say your mistaken, but look what she d taken
Laugh as you lie through your teeth

From what you do
Because of you

You know I can t be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come but I m here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won t stand around and I won t watch you die
From what you do

What you do, what you do, what becomes of you
What you do, what you do, what becomes of..

From what you do...

Hands on the mirror
Can t get much clearer
Can t make this all go away

Now that you re bleeding
You stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away

From what you do
Because of you

You know I can t be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come but I m here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won t stand around and I won t watch you die
From what you do

What you do, what you do, what becomes of you
What you do, what you do, what becomes of..
Becomes of..