Three men, three bars, one glass. Each verse the men matter less and the mirror gets crueler, until the only thing she still believes in is the next drink — the one that makes her beautiful, young and somebody again.
The line
“I keep my faith in the bottom of the glass / And the glass keeps its faith in me.”
Lyrics
The first one had a silver tongue
Champagne back when I was young
He said my face could stop a war
And mirrors loved me, that's for sure
I laughed and drank the city dry
Beauty was my alibi
And the night was warm, and the glass was full
And I believed him — beautiful
One more and I'm beautiful
One more and I'm young
One more and the lights come back
Like they shone for everyone
One more and I'm somebody
One more and I'm free
I keep my faith in the bottom of the glass
And the glass keeps its faith in me
The second one, some hotel bar
Vodka neat, a borrowed car
I told him please, turn off the light
The mirror's crueler every night
He said I looked like someone famous
Ten years back — and twice as shameless
And the night was cheap, and the glass was tall
And I hardly believed at all
One more and I'm beautiful
One more and I'm young
One more and the lights come back
Like they shone for everyone
One more and I'm somebody
One more and I'm free
I keep my faith in the bottom of the glass
And the glass keeps its faith in me
The third one never asked my name
By then the men were all the same
Fluorescent light on last-call skin
He didn't look — I let him in
I wore my lipstick like a shield
Cracked right through, but never healed
Don't take my picture, I remember
What I looked like in September
Every man's a mirror now
And every mirror says surrender
One more and I'm beautiful
One more and I'm young
One more and the lights come back
Like they shone for everyone
One more and I'm somebody
One more and I'm free
I keep my faith in the bottom of the glass
And the glass keeps its faith in me
One more
One more
And I'm beautiful