I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style
So I think I'll just act bored instead,
And contain the blood I would've shed

She makes me feel so ill at ease,
My heart is really on its knees
But I keep a poker face so well,
That even mother couldn't tell
But my baby's so vain,
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name,
Sends a nervous shiver down my spine,
Down my spine

I keep her photograph against my heart,
For in my life she plays the starring part
Our love could hold off cigarettes,
There's no room for cheap regrets

She makes me feel so ill at ease,
My heart is really on its knees
But I keep a poker face so well,
That even mother couldn't tell
But my baby's so vain,
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name,
Sends a nervous shiver down my spine,
Down my spine
Down my spine,
Down my spine,
Down my spine