Just one word was all I needed  To know how you've been  And who you're hanging out with  Your voice has cheer - that's very clever  It must hide the revealing tremor  So all the world thinks you're better  You never fooled me -  I know what's beneath   your floor  What's stashed away under the third wood board  Your powdered heaven.  Why do I still feel responsible for all your dumb mistakes?  It's been two years since we've seen each other  And two years since we said anything.  Anything significant  Oh, once a friend, always a friend has been my law  Now it's time to repeal it  The pain I need to watch you crumble is too great  But you can't see it  You took in a cloudy mirror beneath your floor -  Your mirror's stashed under the third wood board    With your powdered heaven  Tell me, how do you still hold a job?  It's no wonder you don't feel it anymore  When you hit the floor...