with her elbows on her table and her eyes lowered in her battle should we carry on when youre tired of your old thing the one you see every morning and ill keep on yearning you cant work and whine your love is a mirror its hard to remember a colder november sink my teeth into frustration if youve got boards why dont you use some get up early pound those pavements you should carry on when youre tired of your old face the one you see every morning and ill keep on yearning cause im always right your love is a mirror its hard to remember a colder november its hard to remember a colder november  i led all my lambs i led all my lambs to the slaughter they were gasping for air for life for death or some water i now leave my lambs i leave my lambs to the reaper ill bait them myself if it means id be left with the guilt ive cover my tracks well im safe for just now ive covered my tracks well with attention to detail im safe for just now but theres always some doubt ive covered my tracks well