Old woman, old woman,
Tell me how it feels
To sit in that chair all day
Having nothing better to do
Then to look at your feet

Old woman, old woman,
How do you feel?
Knowing everyone you knew for real
Turned out to be a shit-head,
Not for real.

Old woman, old woman,
You claim that you're feeling nice
But your aging goes on
And your timecard expires

Old woman, old woman,
I know how lonely you are
I know of your sadness
Your frights.

Old woman, old woman,
Don't lie to me,
Don't tell me you're fine,
I know it isn't real.

Old woman, old woman,
Don't lie to me,
We both know
That when you look in the mirror
All you see

is me...